by Zeke » January 9th, 2009, 2:42 am
Mila started to pick up her pace a little bit. Hokori stayed back for a little while and then followed her so that incase she stopped, he wouldn't run into her. They started on their trek towards the outlands where the pride took refuge at the moment.
As they began nearing the clearing, a symphany of sobs and cries filled Hokori's ears. There were very few of the pridelanders left and those who were were badly beaten up. "Everybody, your attention please," Simba said, standing ontop of a mound of dirt. "We took a heavy loss today, one that will not be easily forgotten. Let us honor those who died in battle and never forget them." Simba bowed his head in a moment of scilence and began again. "Now," He said, looking around at the barren termite mounds. "Many of you may know this land well. This is where we will be making our stay until further notice." The trio came running up to where the pride was assembled and began to slow to a stop. "Ah, more survivors. Nice to see that you made it. And the blind one, you will not be needing a cell anymore. You are free to go," Simba stated, looking at Hokori who's wandering eyes looked for the source of the voice. "The injured will be treated and everyone will find a den for themselves. Goodnight." Simba finished and walked off the mound into a gaping hole in the ground which led to the tunnels of Kovu's childhood.
"Mila," Hokori said, "Will it be ok if I get a den with you? I need someone to follow."