AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Thank you for all those who have started reading this story. This story has been in my mind for a while and it is heavily inspired by the several other similiar fanfictions previously, such as "Little Star and the Lion Guard Adventures" by CyberChick135/DemiGurl21 and "The Sly Lion and the Pride Lands Adventures" by MarvelPheonix123, though mine will somewhat follow closely the original course of the original series with some aditions of mine, such as giving African wild dogs a some role in the series while being implied to reside in the Pride Lands in the wall paintings, and adding the hyena Nne as part of Janja's main crew like he was originally intended to before being replaced by Cheezi, who will still stay as part of the main hyena villains."
"My version of the story will follow my OC character, Bongo the wild dog and his adventures with the new Lion Guard as its sixth member and the slyest in the Pride Lands, who will be helping Kion in the tight situations with his sly wits, and sometimes act as his voice of reason in some other situations, whenever it is dealing with the problems from the Pride Lands or the invasions from the Outlands."
THE LION GUARD: BONGO THE SLYEST
RETURN OF THE ROAR P2.
THE HISTORY OF THE LION GUARD
Bongo was more than just right, Kion's Roar had indeed reached to the Pride Rock.
In the peak where King Simba and Queen and Rafiki were standing, all three of them stared farr into the horizon, to the direction of the Outlands, in wide-eyed shock. Having both heard the Roar and felt it in the ground beneath their feet, as the vibration the Roar had caused had shaken the whole Pride Rock slightly.
"That was Kion's roar?" Nala questioned.
Rafiki had a huge smile on his face. "Yes, Nala, yes!" the Royal Mjuzi laughed. "He is ready! It is time!"
Simba immediately shook his head in disbelief. "Eh, no, Rafiki. He can't possibly be ready. He's still a cub." he protested.
Rafiki moved to stand beside Simba. "Simba, Simba." he said, rubbing the king's mane with his hand before bonking him on the head. "Didn't you heard the Roar?"
"I heard it. It's just..." Simba sighed, worry running over his face. "It's a big responsibility for someone his age. I need more time to prepare him."
Nala then turned to his mate. "I think you've just run out of time Simba. You need to tell him." he gently encouraged, before walking past Simba and towards the royal cave.
"But Nala...!" Simba tried to argue.
"Listen to Rafiki, Simba." Nala told him as she left.
Simba closed his eyes and sighed in defeat. The king wasn't sure if his youngest son was even ready to take such of responsibility on his shoulders, before Rafiki laid his hand on top of Simba's head, making the king turn to old mandrill.
"Kion is ready, Simba. It is time." Rafiki repeated.
At this moment, Kion, Bongo and Bunga arrived to the Pride Rock and walked towards Simba and Rafiki.
"Time for what? Dad? Rafiki? What's going on?" Kion asked.
"We have some questions, your highness, which needs some answers." Bongo informed. "I guess the first one is... what you were talking about?"
When Simba hesitated to answer, Rafiki elbowed him in the shouler to encourage him to tell them. This, however, earned a glare from the king, before Simba faced his son and his friends.
"Son, we need to talk..." Simba responded.
Kion immediately lowered his ears and backed up, looking up at his dad with disgust wrapped over his face. "Oh no. Not that "talk"! Dad, we already had that talk. "Can you feel the love tonight..." I know all about that mushy stuff!"
"No kidding! Hrrrr!" Bongo shivered in disgust at the thought. "I know how you're feeling, Kion. Tamu back home won't leave me alone with that stuff. She's always either here or there waiting to give me another smooch! Hrrrr!"
Simba couldn't help but chuckle, before he cleared his throat. "I... Well... It's not that, Kion." he clarified.
"No, no. Most definitely not that." Rafiki agreed, before he walked up to the young friends. "We have heard your Roar! Yes, yes!"
"Yeah. It was..." Kion started, exchanging glances with his friends." ...uh, kinda different today."
"Different? Different you say?" Rafiki countered, leaning closer of Kion's face with the chuckle. "It is more than different."
"Well yeah. It wasn't just the squeaky meow like usual. It was super loud even that it shook the ground beneath our feet! And then the clouds above us. They turned into the roaring lions!" Bongo described, pointing up the clouds in the sky with his paw to get his point.
"Yeah! The lions in the sky!" Bunga confirmed. "I saw that myself!"
"And that's exactly what we wanna ask from you?" Bongo added.
"Ask what?" Rafiki said, starting to hop around of Bongo. "Why was it different? Why it wasn't just a squeaky meow? Why it was super loud? Why it shook the ground beneath your feet? What were the lions in the clouds? Just the tricks in your eyes? Hallucinations? Or real things? Huh? Huh? Huh?" Rafiki questioned, getting too close of Bongo's face that he could see his reflection from his eyes, much to puppy's discomfort.
Rafiki then let out the chuckle and hopped to the peak.
"Ugh! I hate it when that creepy old monkey does that." Bongo muttered under his breath.
"Here's your answer, youngsters! What you saw today was the ROAR OF THE ELDERS! When you use it, the Great Lions of the Pride Lands' past roar with you, increasing its power." Rafiki explained.
"What?!" Kion gasped. "You mean that's what happened to my roar?" he queried.
"Then that explains the lions in the sky. And yet I thought that I was just seeing things, but they were all real after all." Bongo added in amazement.
"The Roar of the Elders is a very powerful gift, Kion." Simba told his son. "It will make you the fiercest animal in the Pride Lands. But..." the king trailed off with worry on his face.
"But what?" Kion looked up at him intensely.
"What do you mean, your majesty?" Bongo inquired.
Hesitating, Simba turned to Rafiki for help, but Rafiki shook his head in denial. "No, no, Simba. It is you who must tell Kion about the Lion Guard."
Both Kion and Bongo quirked their heads in confusion. "The Lion Guard? What's that?"
Simba glanced back at Rafiki, who nodded his head to the king.
"This way, Kion." Simba said, telling his son to follow him, followed by Rafiki.
"Uh, okay." Kion said and followed his dad and Royal Mzuzi.
"Not so fast! I'm coming too." Bongo called after the king and his friend and began to follow them. "I have an equal right to know what this is all about!"
"Yeah! Me too!" Bunga said and followed Bongo.
"Ha, ha, haa! Very well, young ones. All of this will soon be known in corner of the Pride Lands anyway." Rafiki said as Bongo and Bunga came to walk next to them. However, before Bongo knew it, Rafiki's staff came down and knocked the wild dog puppy on the head.
"Yeowch! What was that for?!" Bongo exclaimed, turning to glare up at Rafiki while shaking his head to ease the pain.
"I heard what you whispered about me earlier, young wild dog." Rafiki scolded. "I may be old, but it is you who must learn to respect your elders."
"Oops." Bongo whimpered, giving Rafiki a sheepish smile. "Sorry Rafiki."
The group then descended down from the Pride Rock and continued along the stone-stepped pathway to the small pit-like slope in the feet of the Pride Rock, which was surrounded by the boulders.
On their way, Bunga impatiently pleaded Rafiki to just tell them everything now. "Oh, come on, Rafiki. You already know what it is, don'cha? Come on, tell me..." However, the old mandrill didn's answer, preferring to save all the information for later once they got to where they were going.
In the bottom of the pit, Kion and Bongo looked on in confusion when they saw that Simba had led them to...
"You brought us here to see the wall covered with a bunch of vines?" Bongo questioned, seeing nothing in front of them but the rock wall covered with vines.
"A lots of bunch of vines?" Bunga remarked.
Simba then turned to Rafiki. "Rafiki?" the king spoke, giving him a nod.
Rafiki then hopped on top of the boulder next to the vines and used his Bakora staff to pull the vines aside, revealing a secret entrance to the lair beneath the Pride Rock.
"Whoa!" Kion gasped with surprised smile.
"The bunch of vines hid behind them the entrance to the cave?!" Bongo wowed.
"Look at that!" Bunga exclaimed.
Simba then entered into the cave, followed by Rafiki, Kion, Bunga and Bongo.
"How did I not know this was here?" Kion said as he stepped into the cave.
"Siamini! And I thought we already explored the whole area around the Pride Rock." Bongo added.
Suddenly, before they could get any further from the doorway..."
"Hey! Who goes there?! Stop right where you!" yelled the irritated voice, making all of them to halt.
Kion's, Bongo's and Bunga's heads perked up upon hearing and, much to their dismay, recognizing that voice, before out of the darkness emerged the trio of tough-looking lion cubs to block the group's way.
"Oh, no! Not them!" Kion groaned.
"What are they doing here?!" Bongo exclaimed.
The taller, slender and handsome cub was trio's oldest member (half month younger than Kiara) and its apparent leader. He had a tan-orange pelt and paler-toned muzzle, eyelids, paws, inner-ears, and underbelly, emerald green eyes and flame-shaped tufts of orangish-brown fur on his head and the tips of his ears. His name was Moto. (Fire in Swahili)
The second cub had a quite overweight appearance with round head and chubby cheeks. He had a orange pelt, dark cream muzzle, underbelly, paws, eyelids and amber eyes. His name was Mafu. (Mafuta. Fat in Swahili)
And the third cub was noticeably skinny out of the three with purplish gray slightly scruffy pelt and lighter toned paws and underbelly, light-blue eyes with darker eyelids. He also had a long curly bangs of fur on his head that covered his left eye and the left side of his face. His name was Konda (Thin in Swahili)
"Unless you didn't notice, this is our lair! So get lost! All of you!" Moto snarled threateningly as he and his companions walked forward with their teeth bared and claws unsheathed.
However, each one of the three soon received a disciplining hit on top of their heads from Rafiki's staff, making them groan in pain and touch their heads with their paws.
"Meowch!" the three cubs groaned.
"Moto, Mafu and Konda! Shame on you three! Is that the way how you address the King of the Pride Rock?" Rafiki scolded.
"Yeah! You heard him! King Simba's in present, you boneheads!" Bunga boasted.
The cubs looked up and gasped in surprise and alarm when they saw Simba standing in front of them, frowning down at the trio.
"King Simba!" all three cubs let out in unison, before the three hastily lined up in front of the king, with Moto in the middle, Mafu on his right and Konda on his left.
"Sorry, your highness! We didn't know it was you!" Moto hastily apologized, looking up at Simba with nervous look over his face
The three cubs humbly lowered their heads down into the bow in front of the king... until Moto noticed Kion, Bongo and Bunga standing beside Simba.
Kion, Bongo and Bunga narrowed their eyes at Moto, not exactly happy to see him. And Moto returned to their glares in kind, not really happy to see the three friends either.
It was obvious that these four had a history between them which wasn't pleasant at all. The three of them and Moto.
Moto then looked up from three friends to Simba. "Your highness..." he started, sounding somewhat respectful and humble in front of the king, to Kion's and his friends annoyance. "I haven't done anything this time. Whatever they have claimed me having done again, that'll be lie!"
"But you haven't even done anything... at least not yet today." Bunga pointed out, earning scowls from the three lions.
"Quiet you, you little stink bomb!" Moto demanded rudely.
"And watch with your gashes, will ya?" Mafu warned with disgusted grimace. "It ruins the appetite."
"Ahem." Simba cleared his throat, getting the three cubs to look up at him.
"That's not the reason why we are here, Moto. But what are you three even doing in here?" the king demanded strictly, repeating Bongo's question directly to Moto.
"Well, your majesty, we were just hanging out in here, all three of us." Moto explained casually. "We found this place behind those vine curtains not too long ago, and since we thought no one else knew about it, we claimed it as our own secret place."
"This cave is no secret as King Simba and I have been aware of this place since long before you three were even born." Rafiki told them, his arms folded.
"Yes." Simba agreed. "Besides, Moto, you and your friends weren't even supposed to be in here. This place is purposeful, not some secret hideout." the king pointed out.
"Why not? It's just a cave that hasn't been used, much less cleaned and renovated, for a long time." Moto pointed out, turning around and nodding his head towards the cave for everybody else to see.
Everyone looked on and saw what Moto meant. The tunnel behind the three cubs was indeed in awful state and had clearly suffered from years of neglect of cleaning and renovation and overgrown of vegetation, leaving the whole place dark, dusty and quite messy: The black, brown and gray vines and roots hung densely from the ceiling (some still with leaves, but most stunted, withered, or already dead), the floor was covered in a bed of dead leaves, and there were cobwebs as well as stunted or dead plants and weeds everywhere.
"Yeah. I think I know what you mean, Moto." Bunga said, though was ignored by the cub.
"See, your highness? What purpose there is with the cave in such of condition as this?" Moto asked as he turned to face the king once more. "Nothing. That's the answer. This place hadn't and does not have any purpose other than being our secret place. And that's it." the flame-haired cub pointed out.
"Until now." Simba declared, before the king nodded his head towards the entrance of the cave. "Now off you go, all three of you."
"What?!" Moto gasped, taken aback by the king's words along with his friends."Why?!"
"Because there is something in this cave that I must show to my son... in private." Simba explained. "And from this day forward, his cave will once again have a purpose."
"Once again?" Moto questioned with raised eyebrow, before he turned his eyes towards Kion.
"Sorry, Moto, but you heard my dad." Kion apologized half-heartedly. "And I'm quite excited to hear what dad wants to show me here."
"But in private?! Then why are they here?!" Moto questioned, nodding his head towards Bongo and Bunga.
"We're here for the answers to some questions, with the king's permission." Bongo clarified before nodding his head towards the entrance. "So it's your time to leave, Moto, and give us some privarcy."
"Yeah! Beat it!" Bunga exclaimed with the smug smile, pointing his clawed thumb to the entrance.
Moto was quick to protest. "Nuh, uh! No way! With all due respect, your highness, but this is our place! We found it first! And we intent to keep it!"
"Boys!" Simba raised his voice strictly, making the cubs flinch slightly before humbly lowering their ears against the backs of their heads. "If I said "off you go", you will go. Now."
"You heard him, kids! It's better to listen and do as the king says, eh?" Rafiki told them.
Moto lowered his gaze submissively, but let out an irritated growl at the fact that he and his friends had been kicked out by the king from a seemingly secret and unused cave they had found themselves, just because the king wanted to show Kion something he claimed was right here.
Moto was tempted to protest more by claiming that he and his friends had already explored the whole cave through since discovering it but hadn't found anything... at least anything that would be so important that the king would kick them out of here so that he could show his son and his friends their cave.
However, Moto ended up deciding against it, begrudgingly admitting to himself that it wouldn't be good to speak against the king's will.
"Fine... we'll go." he grumbled, befoe he turned to his friends. "Come on, guys."
Muttering quietly, the trio walked past Simba, Kion, Bunga, Bongo and Rafiki and headed towards the doorway of the cave, allowing the five to have their requested moment of privacy in "their" cave. But as Moto walked past Kion, the cub gave the prince rather a dirty look.
"Just because you're the king's son, it doesn't mean you're going to become something great like... like your sister Kiara. " Moto snarled. "She's going to be the Queen of the Pride Lands one day, while you'll live forever in her grace's shadow."
Now it was Kion's turn to give Moto a dirty look for reminding him of Kiara boasting into his face of her being one day the queen of the Pride Lands earlier this morning, which also made Bingo to blew a raspberry at the mean cub in retaliaton for his friend.
Without saying anything more, Moto walked out of the cave with his friends, leaving king, his son, his friends and the royal Mjuzi on their own.
However, before the trio could've gone far, Moto began to quietly ponder in his head what Rafiki and the king had said about the fact that they had already known about the cave's existence long before he was even born and that the cave had some kind of mysterious purpose according to the king. It made him question if he and his friends had overlooked something while exploring the cave after discovering it and it made him curious as to what was it the king wanted to show Kion and his friends but not them.
Finally, Moto decided to find out what secrets the king wanted to reveal to Kion about the cave that he hadn't noticed himself.
"Moto? You coming?" Konda called, having noticed that Moto had fallen behind.
"You go ahead. I'll catch up with you guys later." Moto said, before he turned around and headed back towards the cave, leaving both Mafu and Konda glance at each other in confusion.
Back in the cave, after Moto and his friends had gone, Simba and Rafiki resumed leading Kion, Bongo and Bunga further down the tunnel until they arrived at a large and spacious cave at the end of it. The cave had a large pool in the center, tall and somewhat smooth walls, and it was surrounded by many rocks and rocky-ledges in all shapes and sizes. However, the condition and cleanliness of the cave was no better than what in the tunnel... maybe even worse.
"Dad, what is this place?" Kion asked as he walked beside Simba while looking around.
"This is Lion Guard Lair. It's the secret meeting place for the members of the Lion Guard." Simba answered.
"Ugh!" Bunga coughed as he pushed the dusty leaves and vines off his face. "Maybe they should think about fixin' the place up." Bunga coughed more, before putting his paws on his hips. "Or at least do some dusting..."
"Whoa! I think that Bunga's right here!" Bongo said, coughing some dust out before shaking his head and fur, which had gathered some dust after walking through the vines. "It's pretty dusty and stuffy here."
Rafiki then popped up in between the honey badger and wild dog, spooking the two, while holding his finger on his chin as he pondered their comments about the place's state.
"Hmmm... Yes..." Rafiki said, before he swung down and ran to the rock-ledge at the other end of the Lair. Then, Rafiki pointed his Bakora staff upwards to the small opening above, that was covered with foliage and the roots.
Suddenly, there was the deep roar in the air before the bright sunlight forced its way through the foliage into the Lair, filling the whole place with bright daylight, which was followed by the strong gust of wind that blew throughout the Lair and hit the animals' faces, forcing them to close their eyes and turn away from it.
Moto, who was hiding behind some curtains of foliage that fell over the stone ledge on which he was laying low, also had to cover his own eyes from the gust of wind.
But when they opened their eyes, the children's eyes widened in amazement as they saw that a gust of wind had blown away all the dust, cobwebs, dead leaves and withered plants, roots and weeds, turning the messy and dust-gray dark Lair into clean and bright one in rich orange-brown colors.
And if that wasn't everything, they saw one huge and magnificent-looking rock formation hanging over the pool, which bore a live resemblance to Pride Rock itself.
From his hiding spot, Moto looked on in astonishment.
"Siamini!" Bongo gasped as he stared wide-eyed at the Lair's appearance and decor.
"Ah! That's more like it." Bunga nodded in satisfaction, marveling the cleanliness of the Lair, before the honey badger turned to Rafiki. "Can you show that trick to my Uncle Timon and Uncle Pumbaa?"
Rafiki simply chuckled at this.
"Hey Bongo! Bunga! Come to look at these!" Kion called.
Bongo and Bunga came to Kion, before the children looked up at the tall and smooth wall next to them, into which was covered with many paintings depicting many familiar areas from the Pride-Lands, as well as countless paintings of different animals and even some past events the children had heard from the stories told them by grownups.
"Wow! What is all this stuff?" Bongo asked, marveling the paintings on the walls.
The wild dog pup was even more delighted when he found from amongst the many animal paintings some of those that decipted his own species, the wild dogs. There weren't many of them, though, because there weren't many wild dogs in the Pride Lands besides his pack and family, which wasn't even big or large in numbers, to the pup's slight dismay.
"These paintings that you see in front of you, young pup, are both descriptions and narratives of the entire history of the Pride Lands. You can find some of them here in the Lair of the Lion Guard, as well as from my hometree." Rafiki explained to Bongo, who absent-mindedly nodded his head as he kept staring at the paintings.
"Dad, enough with all the secrecy stuff!" Kion called, unable to hold back his eargerness as he turned from the walls to his dad. "You gotta tell me. What is the Lion Guard?"
"Yeah! Details, come on!" Bongo said impatiently.
"The Lion Guard is the team that protects the Pride Lands and defends the Circle of Life." Simba informed, standing beside his son, before he nodded his head towards the paintings that decipted the heads of the six heads of the lions with their own distinguishing features.
The first one with triangle-shaped head and fierce look on the face.
Second one with wide head and brave face, with the white streaks in the mane.
Third one with the sly smirk and curly-ended whiskers and mane.
Fourth one with the long flaming mane and looking like dashing forward.
Fifth one with the large and thick mane and sizable head, with the boulder-like round shape above the head.
And the six and the last one with the large green eyes.
"According to tradition, the Lion Guard is made of the Pride Lands' fiercest... bravest... slyest... fastest... strongest... and keenest of sight."
From his hiding spot, Moto blinked his eyes as the realization of all of this started to dawn to him too. "Lion Guard?" he said quietly to himself.
"Lion Guard? The Protectors of the Pride Lands. And the Roar of the Elders makes one of them the fiercest. Now I'm starting to understand!" Bongo said, before he turned to Simba, confusion running over his face.
"But what happened to them, your majesty? Judging by the condition of this place, it looked like they haven't been in here since... well... Forever!" the pup questioned.
"I'm afraid, Bongo, it's a story without a happy ending." Simba sighed, before he turned to Rafiki and nodded his head.
Rafiki returned to it in kind, before he moved to the clustered paintings on the wall and tapped the one on the top of them with his staff.
And instantly, the painting miraculously came to life before their eyes.
"Whoa!" Kion, Bongo and Bunga gasped. Even Moto in his hiding spot looked this with amazement, unable to believe his eyes.
Simba then began to narrate the story, starting from the painting, that decipted his father and late king Mufasa standing proudly atop of the Pride Rock, surrounded by the huge crowd of animals below. Next to it was the paintings of all six lions of the Lion Guard, with the fiercest one, with the black mane and black line over his left eye, leading it.
"Kion. When your grandfather Mufasa was the king of the Pride Lands, his younger brother and your granduncle, Scar, was leader of the Lion Guard."
"What?!" Bongo gasped as he looked at the painting that decipted the fiercest, known as Scar, using the Roar of the Elders. "That notorious tyrant was the leader of the Lion Guard?"
"Yes. Scar also had the gift of the Roar. The Roar made Scar feel powerful. But that power went to Scar's head. He began to think that he should be king, instead of his older brother Mufasa."
Listening keenly, the children (and Moto) looked at the painting of Scar, where he stood proudly with the shiny golden arc over his head.
But as Simba continued narrating, his voice turned grim, as the painting showed the other Lion Guard members turning their backs to Scar, making his face turn from pride to fury, as his eyes and the golden arch over his head turned into fiery red.
"So Scar ordered the Lion Guard to help him take down Mufasa. When the Guard refused to cooperate, Scar was furious. And then, Scar used the Roar to destroy the Lion Guard."
Kion went into wide-eyed from shock and horror, when he saw the red-eyed and furious Scar using the Roar of the Elders... on his own Lion Guard, sending them fly away.
"He... he killed them!" Kion gasped in horror.
"Just like he killed Mufasa!" Bongo gasped.
"Sadly, yes. But what Scar didn't realize was that by using the Roar for evil, he would lose the power of the Roar completely."
Kion, Bongo and Bunga looked at the final painting decipting Scar's curled, weak and miserable figure after losing the Roar... and surrounded by the red-eyed scavengers.
"Hevi Kabisa!" Kion gasped in shock.
"Siamini!" Bongo gasped, wide-eyed.
"Yeah!" Bunga agreed.
Even Moto looked shocked after the story had ended.
"The Roar is a very powerful gift." Rafiki informed. "In the right paws it can be used for great good." he added as he tapped Kion's nose with his finger. "But in the wrong paws it can also lead to terrible evil." he added with dead serious voice as the tapped with the end of his staff the young prince's chest.
"To think that with the Roar that Kion used to save Bunga from the hyenas, Scar did something so terrible and unforgivable!" Bongo stated.
"Well, I'd never be like Scar. Ever!" Kion promised sincerely, already feeling sick of imagining himself in Scar's fur like that.
"I'm glad to hear that, son. Because starting today, you are the leader of the new Lion Guard." Simba told him.
"I'm the what?" Kion repeated, dumbfounded.
"He's the what?" Bongo said at the same time.
"He's the what?!" Moto muttered quietly in surprise from his hiding place, unable to believe what he'd just heard.
"You heard Simba." Rafiki laughed. "The leader of the new Lion Guard! It is you!" Rafiki declared, pointing his finger in Kion's face.
The prince looked up to his father. "Dad?"
"It's true, Kion." Simba confirmed. "As the secondborn of the royal family, it's always been your destiny."
"Wow... amazing!" Kion exclaimed, excited.
"Kion, the leader of the new Lion Guard! Ha haa!" Bongo yiepped in delight, raising to his hind legs and waved his fore legs in the air. "This day shall remain forever in the history!"
"Indeed, young pup! Indeed!" Rafiki agreed with another laughter.
From his hiding spot, Moto growled in annoyance that Kion now had something to prove him wrong about him never becoming anything great.
"Yes. And now, as leader of the Guard, I need you to assemble the Pride Lands' bravest, slyest, fastest, strongest, and keenest of sight." Simba reminded.
"Okay, Dad. Got it!" Kion said before taking off towards the Lair's entrance, before stopping and turning back to his dad. "Don't worry. I'm gonna make you proud!"
"Hey, Kion! Wait up!" Bongo called, running after him and out of the cave.
Simba watched his son's go with the smile, until he noticed Bunga giving him a huge wide-eyed smile on his face. "Yes, Bunga?"
"THIS IS UN-BUNGA-LIEVABLE!" Bunga yelled, before he ran after Kion and Bongo.
After the children were gone, Rafiki turned to Simba... while Moto still remained in the lair to listen to their conversation.
"You see, Simba? And now Kion will choose the best lions in the Pride for the Guard." Rafiki told him.
"I hope so, Rafiki. I'm still not sure he's ready..." Simba confessed, still unsure of this as he exited the Lair with Rafiki.
As he followed the king and Rafiki leaving from the cave, Moto pondered their last words carefully in his mind for a moment, until a rather devious smile crept on his lips.
"It would be a great shame if Kion fails to live up to your expectations, your majesty. Great shame indeed." Moto said. "Let's monitor the situation a bit, and see if I can do something about it. And if all goes well, at least I won't have to watch Kion bragging to my face about "how wrong I was about him"."
Chuckling at his own thoughts, Moto jumped out of his hiding spot and down to the Lair's floor and prepared to leave the Lair.
However, before Moto could leave, his eye then caught one painting next to him and he took a look of it, seeing it depicting the lion resembling Scar roaring at the volcano, out of which errupting flames rose a huge lion head made of fire with scar across its left eye, resembling Scar as well.
"Huh? I wonder what this one means, unless it means nothing." Moto wondered with the shurg, before he left the Lair.
TO BE CONTINUED...