[Closed] Malka's Tale

[Eli_Ayase]

"How can i help him..." Mufasa sighed. He went inside, the den to discuss what to do whit, Sarabi. Mufasa wanned to accept him to the pride, but he had to ask, Sarabi first.

[GreatKingMufasa]

Malka didn't respond to Simba at all. Instead he continued to wheep and lay in a puddle of his own tears. His crying became harder and lourder as Simba spoke with him. His whole word was gone, his soul crushed.

[Eli_Ayase]

Mufasa went outside to, Malka. "Malka? Me and the pride... Had made a choise. You can live here." He looked at the sad cub.

[GreatKingMufasa]

(Skipping a little more ahead so Kopalover may finally join in.)

A month had passed since the death of Malka's loving mother. Malka was happy that Mufasa basicly adopted him not only into the pride, but as his own, but was still sad over the lose of his mother. He had really taken a liking to Simba and Mufasa, viewing Mufasa as a father figure, and Simba as his older brother. Things in fact were going great for Malka reguardless what had happend to him in the past.

One dark and stormy night Malka awoke in fright after having a nightmare about his mother. He was breathing rather fast and had built up some sweat. The nightmare had made him sad and even with it night time and storming, Malka decided to venture for a drink to clear his mind. As he walked in the Pridelands during the chaotic storm, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. All of a sudden the same hyena that had killed his mother jumped out and attacked Malka. He fell breaking his leg and cried out in pain and fear. He closed his eyes thinking this was the end for him.

(No one else replie untill Kopalover has as Komala.)

[Kopalover]

Suddenly a giant lion came out and attacked the hyena. He was basically an older looking Malka. The same poofs on his ears too. Him and the hyena did back flips, flips flops. One after the other. Untill, the hyena was finally pinned under his foot. "Prepare to die!" He roared slitting the hyenas neck. Blood splattered everywhere, but was washed away by the rain. He went over to the cub. His mane was scruffy. Getting in his eyes. He just simply flipped it out of his eyes. He examined the young cubs leg. "You'll be fine, just leg me carry you to someplace safer." He calmly said, picking Malka up by the scruff and carrying him to a cave. *He looks just like me* He thought. *Oh, yes I remember the lioness i fell in love with, who hurt me badly, by running away. She was heavily pregnant* He cringed in the thought. He still loved her, but knew she was long gone. *He's... my...cub* He stuttered in his mind. He had to make sure this cub was safe. Now he had something to live for. This cub would be his everything. If anything did happen, he would die too. "My name is Komala, what would your name be?" He questioned the young, injured cub, still tending to his leg.

[GreatKingMufasa]

Malka heard a loud roar and looked to see he had been saved by a large rogue lion. He shaked in fear as the lion closed in on him and tried his best to get away, but to no avail. He gulped after being picked up by the strange lion not sure what would happen to him. He seemed like he was treating him nice, but after all he as a stranger. Malka was hurting bad from his broken leg, groaning. After arriving in some cave and being asked a question he gave an answer. "M-malka.." He said nervously shaking. "T-thanks for what you did back there.." He said being greatful. He watched him look at his leg and groaned more in pain.

[Kopalover]

"It's okay. You're going to be alright son." He stopped. The word son came out suddenly, it was time to tell Malka the truth, but first he wrapped some large leaves around his broken leg. He sat down close to the cub. "Don't be afraid of me." He started. " Malka, I know I haven't been along for half your life but I couldn't find you and your mother. You may find this strange but.. I'm your father." He tryed to hold back crying, because he finally found his own blood and flesh. The only thing that brings him closer to his lover. Wet tears were falling from his face, onto the hard ground.

[GreatKingMufasa]

(Sorry this will be short, just typed a big one to find that I got logged out and it didn't send through..)

Malka was in total shock. His own father right infront of him? "No, that's impossible... he died.. a long time ago."

[Kopalover]

He looked up. "Thats what your mother wants you to think. I'm alive, very much alive." He said with tears rolling down his cheek. His mane was getting in the way of his eyes, he liked it. Komala didn't want his son seeing him crying. *Finally something to live for* Komala thought. His past thoughts were about making his suicide plans an accident, he didn't want to live, since there was nothing to live for. Now, there was. Nothing was going to get to Malka unless it got through him first. He was going to be the best father any cub could ever dream of.

[GreatKingMufasa]

Malka was in major disbelieve. He studied the sobbing rogue closely to tell he did look a lot like himself just older, and he even had fur on his ears.. could it really be him? Malka started to get teary eye'd as well. "Da-dad? It's really you?" Malka wasn't 100% sure, but something in his gut told him this was his father right in front of him.