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Maawios paws were placed upon the sand, as her sapphire eyes observed the land she knew well. Her white flecked ears swivled around slightly as she listened to the birds chatter. She stretched out slightly, her legs brushing the ground as she yawned, each white tooth visible. She blinked into the hazy sunlight, her tail flicking as she rolled over. The bird swooped low, and Maawio nodded, acknowledging the creatures presence.
The bird rested on the branch before casting a beady eye towards the lion cubs direction.

Wokovu blinked as the game came to an abrupt halt. He coked his head to the side before trotting over to his mom, nudgeing her to get up before running off the way mwali had gone. Everything was going fine until Jasiri had wandered off...Stupid girl. He frowned a bit, his concern for her turning into anger at her for running off.

Yakuti blinked and got up, sighing and accepting her fate she stuck her nose to the ground and skittered after the child that was larger than her. Following the scent mwali had left when running, it was easier to track here. In the dessert the sand would shift and change the way the scent went, but on the grass that was rooted firmly in the ground it was easy to follow.
She figured her remainign companions would folow her, it wasn't like the two couldn't catch up.

Wokovu followed her til they got to the massive section of rocks, his nose met with the smell of lots of lions. It didn't seem as histile though, he blinked spotting the red and brown figures that made mwali and jasiri.
He grinned, quickly climbing up the rocks while his mom struggled to get footing on this new terrain.
He padded up behind mwali, freezing at the sight of Sarabi, he lowered his body to the ground, ears folding back against his head and his tial tucking itsself between his legs. He gulped and watched, trying to figure out what was going on.

Mwali held his defensive stance but turned to the bird, listening to the mockery being flung at him. His great head lowered a bit and his eyes fell to his paws. Even this far from the desert his reputation preceded him and he was perhaps to become the joke of this land as well. How far did he have to travel to rid himself of this ridicule? Just the fact that no matter where he want he was still pathetic, weak, lazy, and useless Mwali dug into him enough, but to have it heated up and thrown back into his face? It was insulting to say the least. He was a prince afterall... he deserved at least a tad bit of respect.

He slowly looked to the queen in silence. He was an intimadation looking creature. The firekin by nature were massive lions with impressive builds. His father had passed down the infamus features of their kin to him down to the most bulky muscle in his body. However he was weak. His roar alone would have shown that, he was still panting from his run, and his stance was slumped just a bit from the exhaustion. The only thing really threatoning about the fire prince aside from his bulk was a light growl, warning them that he'd protect the little brown female if it came down to that.

((I think we have to wait for Iris now. This scene needs Mufasa.))

^_^

(woohoo...sorry everybody, last week's been pretty crazy for me XP. wow...looks like alot has happened since simba's bath!)

Simba burst right out of Sarabi's grasp with the energy of a coiled spring the second she relaxed. "Haha! I'm finally free! WOO!!!" Simba bounced around both his parents in unspeakable joy as he enjoyed his new found freedom. Stopping by Father, he shook his entire body from head to tail and at the same time messing up his fur again. Then grinning wildly, he ran towards Nala with his tail waving high in the air. "Hey Nala, did you hear? Father said that he'll show us the kingdom!"
Simba spun around without waiting for Nala to reply when he heard Mother the tenseness of her voice. Simba's eyes flashed towards the direction in which Mother was looking at. Suddenly, Simba's fur rised up as he felt the nervousness in everybody surrounding him. He narrowed his eyes and focused, and saw the flash of red moving rapidly towards Pride Rock. A low growl escaped from his throat, but before he could properly react, and a bundle of brown came flying over the grass towards him!
What happened the next few moments happend too fast.

Simba shook his head to clear up the jumbled thoughts in his head. He found himself standing in the cave, and noticed Mother in an stance of attack and aggressiveness. He craned his neck and looked out, and saw the huge scarlet lion with a flaming mane and piercing green eyes facing Mother, and another brown lion cub, seemingly not much older than himself, near him. Spinning around, he saw Koho standing guard alongside Mother and....is that Nala? She seemed so small, so little, hiding behind Koho and shivering incredibly. What came over Simba next, he did not understand, and perhaps never would. Maybe it was the kingly instinct deep inside him surfacing, or the fact that he felt the ones he held dear being threatened, but a low growl started from his throat, and within seconds, he roared with all his strength (which is not much considering his size) He sprung on towards the mouth of the cave and jumped right between the red lion and Koho, with her behind him...and Nala. Simba's fur bristled with hostility and he bared his barely grown fangs at the strangers as he arched his back and sank close to the ground. His tail flicked dangerously as out of his eyes bright eyes daggers shot forth.

Chakavu tilted her head curiously and then hopped along side the ball of golden fur that symbolised the young prince that now made a valiant, yet small show of bravery.
The crow looked up at Mwali and then actualy smiled, looking at Mufasa and Sarabi.

Koho's eyes widened at the young Prideland prince made a stand. As Nala went to pull him back, Koho's weight shifted forward and in a mighty swoop, she caught the little lion in her mouth, bringing Nala back with a swipe of her paw. She set Simba down shortly, but used her free front paw to hold him, "That was quite a show little nephew, but it is not your place to defend your family yet." She watched and listened to this Mwali, her fur bristling at the thought of him joining her family. She just hoped her brother and Sarabi would feel the same. Even if he said he was different from the firekin, they're ways were treacherous and vengeful and he had yet to prove he was any different. And he was a full grown male! He should be looking to start his own pride, not come knocking on another's door, begging acceptance and a free ride!