Arida: Oh, you poor thing...
*Arida picks the cub up and carries it back to Pride Rock*
Arida: Simba! Mother! I found this cub laying in a yarrow bush. She's bleeding.
Simba: You're the Osain! Heal her up.
Arida: All right.
*Arida picks up the cub and puts tormentil and tansy on the cub. In a few hours, the cub wakes up, and Zahra and Sanaa return.*
Sanaa: Arida, where were you when we needed you? You could've helped us carry back this yarrow and burdock.
Arida: Sorry. I was tending to this cub. What's your name, little one?
???: I'm Furaha.
Arida: What are you doing here, all alone?
Furaha: My mom abandoned me.
Arida:

What?!
Furaha: She didn't want me.