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The tan female was excited, perhaps even over excited, making a bee line for her and Kimbas den, the chocolate eared lioness skipped along with her tail in the air. She had so much to tell Kimba, so much about their new home, plus, she wanted to show off her new necklace, she had incorporated his marital gift in to her jewellery, she knew he'd like it. Smiling broadly, she bounds in to their den. "Kimba." She purrs peering around for her pale mate.

Kimba didn't go out much. Since his daughter finding a clan away, he worried. Was Bowe safe? Was she finding her way around? Was she eating? The white lion kneaded the ground, worrying himself. However, he need not scare his mate, and looked up at his mate's call.

"I'm here." He smiled.

Smiling broadly the pale lioness kerflopped virtually on top of him pulling his black tipped ears playfully. "I'v met so many of our new clan kimba." She purrs flashing the tortoise shell around her throat. She was proud of her gift.

However, it didn't escape her that there was something wrong with Kimba. Grooming his cheek she nuzzles him "What's wrong Kimba? You look worried about something." They'd been together much too long for Kimbas moods to escape her.

Kimba smiled, nuzzling and grooming her lovingly, admiring his creative use of the tortoise shell. He had caught it himself for her, wanting to show his undying love, and he nuzzled her neck approvingly. At her question, he sighed, leaning against her.

"I'm just... Worried about Bowe, with her... Lack of vision." He sighed. "She's always had us, and now she's in a clan alone...."

Grooming Kimbas ears, she had spotted a patch of dirt that didn't belong on his perfect coat, the tan lioness listened, he was always so worried about his daughters. She was concerned for all of them as a whole, she wanted to see them all happy.

"You shouldn't worry Kimba, we can go and see her and the clans, they are like family. I met some nice youngsters today, Bowe will be fine her clan will treat her like she is their family." She nuzzles his neck "Come for a walk with me, I bet we can find Bowe and you can stem your fears for her."

"I suppose..."

Kimba purred a bit, leaning into his mate's grooming first, mind wandering to his cub. Was she huddled in a den? Cowering? Scared? Hungry? Or even alive?

He didn't know, but he hoped not....

"You're such a worry wart Kimba." She pouts nudging him roughly to get him up off his hairy butt. "Come on, you'll see she will be fine you're just fussing over nothing." She chuckles quietly, having wandered around the pride with their new tribe she had seen nothing but kindness and a place for family. Bowes clan would be no different, she clearly just had to calm her mates fears before he ended up all wrinkly from frowning so much.

Kimba got up slowly, stretching out before moving. The white pelt on the ground, that of his father, lay where he'd been, a sure sign of his worry. Now up, Kimba padded out, walking for water first, mind still racing.

Lyra sighs following her mate, she hops beside him showing him her good mood, she liked to prance rather than walk and the prancing further showed off her new jewellery and tattoos. "You know, we need to get you a little bird friend, someone you can send out to the cubs so you know they are okay. All this frowning is making you wrinkly Kimba" She purrs sitting down at the waters edge and waiting for him to drink.

"Maybe..." Kimba knelt, drinking at the water slowly. He hated worrying his mate, but he couldn't help worrying. What if something happened? He didn't want to not be there for his cubs, or worse, have his cubs lose their parents.. Or one another!

"You do remember we came here to be safe? This pride is home now and the tribes are families. Nothing will happen to Bowe." She smiles at her big worry wort of a mate softly, he was so silly, fretting. "You need to come for more walks with me my love, you would see, this place is perfect for our family, everyone takes care of everyone else."

"I know.... I just... Can't help it, I guess." He smiled, grooming her ears lovingly. "I want the children happy... Not.. Living the lives we had as cubs."

Lyra smiles softly at her pale mate, he was the kimba he had always been, looking out for everyone else. "I know, but they arn't babies any more Kimba, we raised them right and they have found their own places in the world. They were raised lovingly my sweet you should know that." She grooms her mates cheek softly and smiles lovingly. "Come on, lets go and find Bowe before your frown lines leave you even more wrinkly." She touches his head with a paw and pushes back gently. "You're starting to look like an old man my Kimba." She grins playfully.

"...'M' not old." Kimba rumbled a bit, padding after. "Do you know how far away she is?"

It was true, he wanted to see her, if but to know she could survive.

"Of course Kimba, I asked where all the tribes went, they haven't dispersed too far yet since the festival. They've all been meeting and greeting and enjoying them selves too much. Finding friends in the other tribes, making bonds. The tribes all got a lot bigger and they only travel as fast as the slowest individual. They are families Kimba, extended ones." She purrs, contemplating how she was going to get kimba a bird that would run messages to him from his other cubs."You know they are happy and safe in these lands Kimba."

"I know.."

He still fretted, though, nuzzling his mate.

Trotting over the lands Lyra lead Kimba towards the clan she knew her daughter was now a part of, her tail swayed and waved as she padded along. Silly Kimba, he was such a worry wort. "This way." She purrs making a beeline through the lions that were around them, another clan but the same pride. "There she is." She smiles nose pointing through the other lions.

Kimba's ears pricked, and he smiled, spying his teenaged child ahead, visibly calming.

Bowe was only a bit lost. She'd been mostly learning the area by scent, slipping about, smelling the others whom she was pointed to as her clan discretely. She was blind, but for her lack of sight, her other senses were far keener, and today, she was enjoying her first kill alone, a young waterbuck. She was happy with herself, and ate at her catch slowly, unmindful of the goings on. Time enough once she was done.

Lyra smiles and looks at her mate "See, she is fine, now do you want to interrupt her meal, or are you happy to have seen her hmm?" She smiles at her mate, she could visibly see the worry lifted from his face. He loved his cubs so much, she loved him for that but they needed to have their own lives, she knew that.

"Actually, I feel better. I wonder who caught that, though..."

Was it a male? Kimba pursed his maw, a new thought coursing his mind.

Was some male moving in on her!?

"She does so well catching prey on her own." Lyra smiles, she knew the sign of a single lion hunting, Bowe didn't need her eyes to hunt, she was a clever girl. "Come on fluffy, lets get back." She licks Kimbas cheek and nudges him gently.

Kimba blinked, following his mate. No male? Good.

He didn't relish the idea of his daughters mating. Not without meeting the males.

"At least it's a good meal..." He admitted.

Lyra nods gently "Yes, she's a very good little hunter, she doesn't need her sight to find a good meal for herself." She smiles lightly to her big pale mate, he was so sweet. Breaking in to a run she peers back at Kimba with a grin. "Come on slow poke, bet I can beat you!" She laughs speeding away back in the direction they had come.

His ears pricked, and the male bolted after his mate happily, a smile slowly cracking on his face as he ran. Yes... He loved his mate. And he was ever grateful his little one was safe. This, he knew.