It was then he saw her; a slim, tanned, figure silhouetted in the darkness. Her crimson eyes were narrowed; her muzzle clamped firmly but gently around her own golden-furred bundle, which, like his own, was squirming in fear and confusion.
Fueled now by anticipated success, he quickened his pace to a brisk run.
So far, so good.
When he was within four feet of her presence, he came to a stop, nodding to her in greeting.
She grunted, lowering her head to release her hold on her half of the trade before acknowledging his presence with a curt "Simba."
Mimicking her actions, he placed it on the ground beside the other golden newborn. "Zira."
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A scene from here: viewtopic.php?f=8&t=10451
Because I love the idea of Vitani being Simba and Nala's cub.



