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Malaika rushed towards Pride Rock, her mind blazing and her scratch on her lower back stinging. Her eyes rolled side to side as she was searching for the easiest way through a brier patch. A thorn stretched itself out and clawed at her clean, brown pelt. Screaming in agony, she tore the thorn loose and continued her trek.
The large summit of Pride Rock stood magnificantly towering over the expanse of grass in the Pride Lands. Simba breathed in the clear, bright air and shook his mane. He climbed down Pride Rock hurridly when he heard Malaika's screeching. When they finally met by the Waterhole, Malaika collapsed from exhaustion and gulped in the air heavily.
"Where has Kovu got to?" Simba demanded angrily, pushing at her flank.
The scared lioness breathed in more air before she could gasp out, "I don't know..he..he must have deserted us."
Simba's eyes lowered with hatred. "I knew we never should've trusted that scoundrel. Now the Pride Lands are in danger of attack." He turned to Malaika once again. "Go find the lionesses and we'll rally them together."
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Malaika awakened startled at her fitful dream. As horrifying as her dream was, yes, it was true. She was inside the Outlands in inprisonment and held under captivity. For as long as she could thus remember (Before her dream), she was tortured by the lions in the Outlands. When Simba had told her to rally the lionesses, she had passed out and drug out to the Outlands.
An agitated lioness pawed her face with her claws fiercely.
"You need to get up, baby. Can't you even stand?" She scornfully spat.
Malaika burned her an angry look but refused to move. This made the lioness have a stronger pleasure.
"Oh, so you can't move can you?" She grinned.
By the tone of voice, Makaila knew she had better not agitate the lioness further and struggled to rise to her feet. Her attempts were futile and the lioness laughed even louder.
"Haha, widdle baby can't walk!" The lioness stomped off and sprung loose dirt into the unsuspecting Malaika's eyes. One day she would get revenge...one day.
The large summit of Pride Rock stood magnificantly towering over the expanse of grass in the Pride Lands. Simba breathed in the clear, bright air and shook his mane. He climbed down Pride Rock hurridly when he heard Malaika's screeching. When they finally met by the Waterhole, Malaika collapsed from exhaustion and gulped in the air heavily.
"Where has Kovu got to?" Simba demanded angrily, pushing at her flank.
The scared lioness breathed in more air before she could gasp out, "I don't know..he..he must have deserted us."
Simba's eyes lowered with hatred. "I knew we never should've trusted that scoundrel. Now the Pride Lands are in danger of attack." He turned to Malaika once again. "Go find the lionesses and we'll rally them together."
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Malaika awakened startled at her fitful dream. As horrifying as her dream was, yes, it was true. She was inside the Outlands in inprisonment and held under captivity. For as long as she could thus remember (Before her dream), she was tortured by the lions in the Outlands. When Simba had told her to rally the lionesses, she had passed out and drug out to the Outlands.
An agitated lioness pawed her face with her claws fiercely.
"You need to get up, baby. Can't you even stand?" She scornfully spat.
Malaika burned her an angry look but refused to move. This made the lioness have a stronger pleasure.
"Oh, so you can't move can you?" She grinned.
By the tone of voice, Makaila knew she had better not agitate the lioness further and struggled to rise to her feet. Her attempts were futile and the lioness laughed even louder.
"Haha, widdle baby can't walk!" The lioness stomped off and sprung loose dirt into the unsuspecting Malaika's eyes. One day she would get revenge...one day.
This is an excerpt from a role-play I needed to make up for Simba. If this is a succesful role-play post, I may make it into my own fan-fiction. ^_^
