Tanga watched the small conversation between Simba and Nala, noticing that Nala's answer was vague, and that she looked very distracted...it seemed that she had some personal stake in the situation involving the rogue. As she approached Tanga, the gold-furred lion shied away instinctively, his fear kicking in once more. At her words, however, he did manage to calm down a bit, his small trust in her just enough to let him believe she was not going to hurt him, but his instinct forced him to keep a safe distance, just in case.
Noticing Simba also step past him, and realising that the move left him with nothing between him and Sarabi, Tanga gave a scared, faint mewl and scurried after Simba and Nala...he'd much rather stay close to the two of them, than be anywhere near Sarabi. Not noticing Sarabi continuing to watch silently, a sad look on her face at Tanga's frightened reaction to her presence, Tanga turned as he heard Nala gasp, only to see relief wash over her features, obviously thinking she'd seen something horrible for a second.
When she beckoned both Simba and himself to come look, Tanga, for once, gave into his curiosity, and took a peek over the edge of Pride Rock...although he kept a small distance between himself, and Simba and Nala. Looking over, he noticed the lioness, Nala's mother, appeared to be talking to another, strange lion, and Tanga sighed in relief as he did not recognise this lion...it was not a member of his old pride, and therefore was not someone he truly had to worry about...they might still be mean, but at least they did not know him.
Simba, however, was confused at the sight, and turned to Nala. "Nala, do you know that lion?" he asked, pausing for a moment, before elaborating. "I mean...your mum seems to know him, but I've never seen him before." His words were simply an indication of why he was confused, but his tone betrayed his curiosity. He wanted to know who this lion was, how he knew Sarafina, and whether he was nice or not...although if Sarafina knew and liked him, then he probably was.
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When Ardahi queried about Nala, Sarafina finally broke eye contact with her mate, slowly slipping out from his embrace and turning away, sitting in the grass a short distance from him, sighing. How could she explain this to him? He had to know, and she knew that she had to tell him...but how to break the news to him? A millions possible ways passed through her brain, and she dismissed them all. Eventually, though, she realised that she had to say something, and as such, finally spoke up, although she still kept her back to Ardahi, her bowed head and low stance showing her almost sad nature.
"Nala...Nala is a lioness who is very dear to my heart...and the only reason I have been able to keep on going after you left. She doesn't know it...but just by being there, she kept me strong, kept me hoping that I would see you again...that you would come back..." she trailed off slowly, knowing she was stalling, before turning back to Ardahi. "She means everything to me, because in a way, she is a part of me, just as she is a part of you..."
Deciding that she had stalled enough, and that it was time, Sarafina sighed once more, before standing, slowly advancing on Ardahi again, although there was no aggression, only a soft sadness...mixed with what seemed to be a hint of regret. "Nala is a cub, Ardahi, a child...our child..." Again, at this point, she trailed off, not knowing what else she could say, as she waited for Ardahi to respond to that sudden revelation, one that she knew must be shocking him to the very core.