"Yes sire!" Zazu complied, taking to the skies again.
"Dad, we didn't even see him until it was too late," Simba mumbled to Mufasa as they stood over Adofo's limp and unmoving body. Before Mufasa could answer, the cub spoke again, "Is he going to be okay?"
"Mufasa, what happened to our boy?" Sarabi demanded, rushing over and nuzzling Adofo.
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Meanwhile, unaware of the trouble nearby, Sarafina had taken Mheetu with her to check on Koma, and Tama was still visiting the newcomer as well. Scar was surprisingly kind towards them all, well for Scar. Sarafina had caught them all some food and they had eaten well enough. Now, she and Scar were simply lazing about watching the cubs play, silently lounging as felines are apt to do.
"Owie, I think that bug bit me!" Mheetu whined.
"Ha! I'm sure it doesn't hurt that much," Tama laughed. Koma, however, padded over to the smaller cub and asked to see his paw. Whimpering, he showed it to her. Carefully, she gave it a lick, but she didn't see a wound at all.
"It looks like it will be okay, little guy," she told him gently.
"He probably just slid it across a blade of grass at the wrong angle, or stepped on a pebble," Tama said, kicking a pebble across the ground for emphasis. Koma shrugged, but otherwise didn't respond. Mheetu however, turned and trotted back to his mother, where he laid down and snuggled up against her.
Tama and Koma however continued talking and playing nearby, and Koma enjoyed it, because unlike the others who had talked to her, Tama wasn't asking about where she'd come from or how she'd ended up under that rock. She was just interested in having a nice time with the newcomer and so they chatted merrily and tussled, having good old-fashioned fun.