The Great Plague

[Nyota]

"Well, we have some visitors on their way to the Pridelands. As you know, the areas from here on are treacherous and very dangerous. Malka will have to assign escorts," Nyama replied, glancing at Jioni.

[TheLionQueen]

"I'm headig to the pridelands myself. Ive done this journey a few times, have you ever been to the pridelands?"

[Nyota]

"No," Nyama replied. "But I've seen it from the mountains."

[Zoketi]

Nala licked her lips, finishing her meal. The remains were still a large amount, but she felt stuffed. "Shall we go back?" She yawned, feeling lazy and content. Her tail twitched.

Jioni watched Nyama and Charle exchange greetings. His tail was flicking in agitation. He remembered his gazes from the mountains, looking over the Pridelands. He wondered what it would be like to live there, with no hard terrain and rocky cliffs to fall down. Jioni glanced down to where Charle had been struggling, and he shook his head in fear.

[Simba3]

He looked at Nala as he finished his eating. "Yes, Of course" He said with a meek smile. He stood up and streched himself a little. "Let's go home" He said softly, but he didn't want to made a move till Nala doesn't make her way.

[TheLionQueen]

"You should come to the pridelands it's so beautiful and I do owe you a favor I could escort you there." Charle replied.

[Nyota]

"We'll have to ask Malka," she replied. "But I think it's an idea. If anyone goes, they'll need an escort who knows the mountainrange."

[TheLionQueen]

"Who is Malka? IS he your king?" Charle said starting to climb a tony bit higher up the mountian ledges slowly so he wouldn't fall again.

[Zoketi]

Jioni followed the two as they made their way back to the Pride. He was lost in thought, mainly about the Pridelands.

Nala nodded and sprang up. She stretched, meowing, then began to walk back to Pride Rock. Her tail flicked in contentment and she smiled back at Simba. The sunshine warmed her pelt, and she arched her back to soak up the heat. Nala sighed with joy.

[Nyota]

"Uh-huh," Nyama nodded. "Actually, he met Simba as a cub. Somehow he managed to wannder all that way."