by Moka » March 27th, 2009, 7:20 am
OOC: Sorry guys, I was typing something and then moved on to something else and then my computer froze. Anyway long story.
Kokota nodded at his mother. It was for the best. Nala would have been overwhelmed by questions.
The former queen lifted up her head and licked a wound on her shoulder she had gotten from falling down a rock pile. She put her arm over her eyes and laid back. It was difficult to rest with so many things that hurt. When she wasn't hurting physically, her mind would wander to Simba. She let out a low whine. Tears trickled down her cheeks and onto the leaves. Horrible memories clogged her dreams. It was a rocky environment hidden from daylight. A strong, agile lion was fighting with her mate, Simba. Suddenly, the rouge ripped into Simba's neck and blood spilled out over his face and the ground. He gnawed at the flesh until Simba's limbs were lifeless and the color left his face. The lion opened his bloody mouth and Simba's corpse dropped onto the ground. He let out a wicked smile. Simba's blood was all over his face, but he didn't bother cleaning himself.
Her dreams shifted forward to the prison. She did not have the strength to get herself up. Outside was the lion with the blood stained red face. Inside was a familiar baboon that she recognized before blacking out again...she awoke in a cold sweat. She cursed the world for its cruelties and mourned the loss of Simba. Her life had gone from great happiness to great sadness and darkness to happiness and back to darkness again. She felt like giving up. It was not easy being a living legend. Especially when she was the only one left. She rolled on her other side but felt the same pain from different injuries. She fell into another haunting dream. She was just reaching adulthood. She was playing with her cubhood friends when Scar approached them. Just his presence was enough to scare the others off. She stood her ground. Scar and circled around her. She stared at him with obvious great hate. He touched her face, "You've become such a beauty." She said nothing. He ran his hand down her spine. His actions became more and more aggressive. His abuse was fueled by lust, they growled and snarled. When he was satisfied, he left her in a heap of depression. She just laid there seething and sobbing until the sun fell behind the horizon.
OOC: Oh by the way Amanda you called Nala Kiara's grandmother =P