Zira growled and sharply looked down at her feeble son who was clutching to her. "Nuka.. let go." But the cub was afraid for his mother. If this 'Simba' was able to kill his father, then HE could kill his mother too.. after a hard struggle, Zira sighed. "Nuka. Simba is a threat to us. If he is NOT killed, then he could harm us! Don't you care for the well being of our Pride?" He sighs. "I do.. but.. I don't wanna lose you mother.. I love you.." Zira's expression softened at those words. "Thank you dear. I love you too. I'll be back. I promise." The vengeful Queen walked off. Nuka and the newborns were cared for by aunt Asine. His sister Vitani woke up. She and her brother Kovu woke up. "Where.. mama? Want.. milk." The tawny cub yawned. Nuka smiled. "She'll be back. Wanna hear a story?" His sister's electric blue irises twinkled. "Stowy.. nuky.." Nuka chuckled. "Alright then. There was once a Queen who cared for her sons. No matter how weak and strong they were, she loved them both dearly.. her name.. was Uru." As he told the story, Zira was somewhere else..
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