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"No, Bianca. Stay in this. Tell dear old daddy that it is Jerba's throne, not his. It has always been his. Since, truly, it was Scar's throne. And Jerba is next in line," she said, trying to bite Kopa's throat.
"Vitani, for someone who isn't even Scar's daughter, you certainly care a lot about his memory," Kopa said with a snarl, trying his hardest to keep Vitani back.
Vitani backed away, as though she had forfeit... for now. She knew what made him tick. She turned to leave, but instantly turned around again, jumping at Bianca.
Kopa watched them leave until they were out of sight. He then turned to Bianca. "Bianca, what were you doing out here alone?!" he shouted. He was furious.
Jerba swung from his mother's jaws as his tiny lungs struggled to regain breath. The king's blow may have been unwanted by both cub and lion, but it carried much force behind it and had temporarily paralyzed his diaphram, making moving impossible. He just hoped his mother would understand...
"B-b-but dad im sorry!" she studdered.Her hazel eyes stared at her paws, she noted her father's anger and frowned. " I didn't go far...I thought I was safe. I swear!" she pleaded.