Simba ran through the fields that just recently his Dad and him had a deep discussion, of when to be brave and of the Great Kings. He slowed down a bit and nearly tripped in a hole as he had that night. He looked down and saw the paw print of his father. He closed his eyes and choked back his tears.
"I'm sorry dad...I failed you. I wasn't brave when I should have been..."
He closed his eyes and started off on a run again, away from the Pridelands, away from his life,and away from his Father's memory.