Spotting the change in attitude from the younger male, Simba gradually retracted his claws, listening to what the young male was saying as his eyes remained glued upon him, still not fully trusting this strange creature. Hearing the smaller feline finishing his answer, noting the returning air of confidence within the last few spoken words, causing the king's expression to sour once more as he responded.
"Why did your former pride banish you Daxis? I will not allow any lion into my Pride who has an unsavory track record, so you better be honest with me here. If striking young, innocent cubs is the least of your offenses, I can easily say that you will have no place within the ranks of my pride."
Keeping his stern appearance and his eyes fixated upon the unruly adolescent, awaiting a reply from him as the king's mind debated over whether or not to let this arrogant young feline stay in his pride. Ever since he had taken a chance with Kovu, as well as the rest of Zira's former Pride Members, the king's heart had been a bit more forgiving than it previously had been, although there was still a great deal of apprehention that remained in Simba's mind, due to the actions of both Scar and Zira.
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Kiara watched closely as the young cub attempted to take a drink from the turtle shell which the caring princess held near to her, feeling the poor creature's muzzle bumping lightly against the edge of it on her first attempt, causing Kiara to shift the position of the turtle shell so that it was angled better for the young cub's access. Unfortunately, it seemd that the small feline's movements were a bit sporadic as Kiara watched in disbelief as the young cub's head sunk straight into the clear fluid, submerging her nose and maw within the cold substance. Instantly reacting, Kiara let the turtle shell free from her grip, resulting in the make-shift container to plummet to the ground with a small splash, spraying the contents of its being against the golden furred lioness' fore paws and lightly dampening the young cub's reddish fur.
"Oh my! Be careful Cutie." Kiara exclaimed as she leaned down to hurriedly lick the excess water from the coughing cub's face, lightly rubbing one of her dry paw toes along the small infant's exposed tummy to help clear out some of the water that had flooded her senses.
Seeing as the remainder of the water had been wasted upon the den floor and assuming that the young cub wouldn't want to take another try at a drink after her first unpleasant experience, Kiara's mind switched to the thought of finding the hungry cub some food. Trusting Mila's knowledge about the lionesses within the pride, Kiara's only hope was that the tiny feline would be able to eat some solid foods, all be it in moderation. Looking around the main den, Kiara caught sight of the last bits of breakfast that the pride had left, which happened to be a small portion of antelope. Seeing as the golden furred princess was rather imobile, due to holding the young cub and not wishing to leave her side, Kiara addressed Mila once more in a friendly tone.
"Say Mila, do you think you can get me a small piece of that antelope over there?" Kiara inquired, tilting her head in the general direction to which the remaining antelope meat was lying. "Since there are no lionesses in our pride that are producing milk, we'll just have to hope and pray that this small cub can take at least a few tiny pieces of meat. She needs some sort of nourishment if she's going to get any of her strength back."
Kiara waited for a reply from Mila as she continued to care for the young cub, resuming her soothing humming as she lightly stroked her loving paw toes along the soft fur of the small cub's belly.