Post by mistwolf on Jan 9, 2012 7:48:53 GMT -5
Kayani looked back at the young lion and smiled, just a little bit. He was really very nice, and she was excited to think that someone wanted to help her. Even though the others in the Jungle hadn't been mean to her, she'd always been the odd one out. Not old enough to really understand all that was happening (she had no idea who Mufasa was, and only knew Simba for who he was now), and no one seemed really to trust her maturity enough to tell her. But she was too young to revel in child-like bliss and ignorance. The need to know always dug at her, but no one cared to tell her. And none of them had been her close friends. Nala was nice, but she was older than her, and it was always kind of awkward when they talked, since all she seemed to talk about was Simba. And Kayani always felt it awkward to talk to Tojo, since he was a male. Simba rarely acknoledged her, so she left him alone.
It was nice to finally have someone to talk to, and her age too. And someone who wanted to help her.
At that instant a roar suddenly echoed through the savanna. It sent a chill down her spine. Scar.
She turned back to the young lion, eyes anxious and worried.
"We have to go," she said. "I think the war has started."
With that, she ran towards the looming figure of Pride Rock in the distance, hoping he was still going to follow her.
It was nice to finally have someone to talk to, and her age too. And someone who wanted to help her.
At that instant a roar suddenly echoed through the savanna. It sent a chill down her spine. Scar.
She turned back to the young lion, eyes anxious and worried.
"We have to go," she said. "I think the war has started."
With that, she ran towards the looming figure of Pride Rock in the distance, hoping he was still going to follow her.
