The Pridelands

Prince Jashua walked through the vast savannahs of his home. His black mane blew in the morning breeze. His brown eyes was on his path ahead but his mind was elsewhere. Soon the heir of Scar will be king or rather consort. Until Kiara's cubs come and one is chosen, he'll continue to be the leader of the Lion Guard. To protect the circle of life and defend the Pridelands.

He wasn't thrilled being the leader not when Kovu's adopted sister, Vitani had her heart on becoming the new firecrest. The whole reason why the tan lioness challenged his half-brother Prince Kion to a mashindano.

The pale cream lion was so much in his mind he wasn't paying attention to where his paws was going.

Soon the King's bastard found himself at the river of the south border. He closed his brown eyes as he felt the pain resurface after all this is where everything came crumbling down.

Jashua is the last born to a lioness named Arcadia. His mother thought she could get in on the new King's good graces by seducing him but he was the result. During the war with Zira's pride, his mother died. Leaving him with his older half siblings. Two brothers, Jesús and Luis and a sister, Tiifu.

Jashua sighed heavily before looking up from his reflection, he squinted as he caught sight of something unusual up ahead. Looking around, Jashua or Jash for short walked into the calm river to the source of his interest.

What he eventually saw made him stop short with his right front paw hovering off the ground. Jash turned and snapped his eyes tight as he opened his pale muzzle and roared.

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Jashua opened his eyes and saw a cloud of dust forming before a well built light cream pelted, creamy mane lion running at a unmatched speed stopped in front of him.

Jashua rolled his brown eyes at the older lion. "Theluji. You are supposed to come with the rest of the guard."

The sound of apporching paws made the pale cream lion look up and see three more lions running towards him and Theluji.

"Sorry, Jash..." a large creamy lion with a black mane huffed as he tried to catch his breath. "Not all of us is the fastest."

Jashua ignored his brother, Luis before he turned to the light cream lion. "Theluji go get Rafiki." after Theluji ran off in another cloud of dust, Jash turned to the three that was still there. "Now the rest of you. Go, see if you find anyone that might know something about a lioness."

The three lions nodded before running off in different directions shouting at once. "Till the Pridelands end, the Lion Guard defend!"

Jashua sighed deeply before turning and grabbed the damp fur of the unconscious lioness that was against a rock in the river before throwing the body on his back. Grunting he took a few cautious steps before bolting off into the savannah. For the second fastest in the Pridelands, Jashua reached the kopje that stood proudly in the middle of the kingdom that has been known as priderock for generations, in record time.

But unfortunately the ones that greeted them was his half-sister, Kiara and his mate, Olisa.

A young gold pelted lioness with dark brown earrims turned her brown eyes from the older creamy tan pelted lioness to her second youngest brother and gasp once her eyes landed on the damp body on the pale cream lion's back. "Jash...who is that lioness?"

Jashua rolled his eyes before slowly sliding his passenger on the grass below. "Is the king around?"

Kiara frowned. "You mean daddy? He's speaking with King Emyr at the western border."

King Emyr was the king of the Ashen kingdom. His granddaughter who is his mate was betrothed to him to help relations between the two kingdoms after Scar was defeated and the two prides united.

The union between him and Princess Olisa became official after the birth of their son, Alejandro.

Jashua groaned before picking up the unconscious lioness once again and headed up the rocky slope of priderock. Feeling that he didn't have anything else to say to his half-sister or mate.