[Closed] Little Stranger (Taraji Chapter 1)

[NightmareMoon]

Mila believed every word that Kivuil said. He didn't seem like one to lie, especially with the cool he kept about saying the things he did. His voice was just so soothing and majestic it was as though it was a sign from the kings.

Mila still had her head turned towards the rock wall, but out of her peripheral version, noted things about the eye candy sitting literally on her doorstep. That was, until he noted her doing it. She blushed even harder then before, her cheeks literally becoming red. He also noted that she was cute when she did it. Having no clue what to say to such a compliment, she just let her head fall and look at the ground. She was uncomfortable now and wished the rain would stop, but also wished for it not too. Her conflicted feelings scared her a bit.

After a little while to recuperate from the embarrassment, Mila lifted her head up towards Kivuli and stared him straight in the face. His eyes were a stunning shade of red, unlike any she had ever seen. She just kept the gaze and asked something to get them both off the subject.

"Do you mind telling me about your past?"

[KingKivuli]

A question that he had hoped never to hear was spoken. Kivuli was about to enter into his dark past that he had kept locked away for so long. I do not like telling my tale. Yet you have asked for it and i shall tell Kivuli lay down once more. Not wanting to lose eye contact with him, Mila followed him onto the hard cold floor as she waited for his story

Kivuli took a deep breath and began I was born a little over 4 years ago during the the reign of Scar. My father was a rogue who just disappeared and my mother was killed by Scar simply cause she was caring for me. As i grew up i noticed i was different. Not just in colour but in size. i was as almost as big as a grown lion at young adolescence. It was about that time i decided i wanted Scar dead. So i trained to one day kill him, then a miracle happened. Simba had returned. A long battle took place on Priderock for control of the pridelands, i palyed my part in taking out as many hyenas as possible. In the end Scar was killed and Simba took the throne

Kivuli took a small breather. The next part of his story was the hardest one. In the following months, peace was restored to the Pridelands. Or so we thought. Zira was starting to lead an uprising. There were many still loyal to Scar and Zira acting on this. Simba however caught wind of this fact and banished Zira along with her followers. They became the Outlanders. This Is where it went wrong for me. I had both friend sin the Pridelands and Outalnds. Simba was forcing me to choose, I could not. So he banished me. The only reason i can think of is he say we a a weakness and that i could betray him

Kivuli stopped for now in order to catch his breath and allow Mila to register what was told. He looked over at her again., her blue eyes meeting his red ones I have more to tell. Would you like to hear all my story? he waited for her response

[NightmareMoon]

Mila was shocked at Kivuli's first half of his tale. Her dad, banishing someone for such a wrong reason? That didn't seem like something he would do.

"Yes, go on." Mila was very intrigued by Kivuli's past, and wanted to hear more about it. Her eyes sparked with interest as she was ready to listen to more.

[Mike]

Vitani considered and figured that in retrospect she probably should at least have given Mila directions, but it was too late for that now, and so instead she went on justifying her actions.

"She's well within roaring distance of half the pride." Vitani said reasonably "And I think she's tougher than she gets to show. Besides, it wasn't the kind of meeting I wanted to interrupt and ruin for them if you get my meaning. I wonder how your first meeting with Nala as an adult might have gone differently if Sarafina had been present."

Vitani finished speaking with a gentle grin. Having had enough to eat she lay down flat, ready to digest while continuing their conversation if Simba felt the need to.

[KiarasMate]

Simba couldn’t help but let an amused chuckle leave his muzzle upon hearing Vitani’s smug comment. Nodding in agreement, Simba replied in a thoughtful manner.

”Suppose you’re right Vitani. Mila is strong, she can handle anything. I just don’t want her to get in over her head. As you can see, Kivuli can be a bit straight forward and, erm, presumptuous, if you get what I mean. Anyways, it’s late and with the rains out there, that doesn’t leave much for them to do anyways. I think I’m going to turn in for the night now though. Thank you again for everything you’ve done today Vitani. I know I can really trust you since I know you’d never do me wrong.”

Offering a warm smile towards Vitani and feeling full enough from the delicious gazelle, Simba let out a tired yawn as he retreated towards the back of the den, taking up his familiar spot upon the soft sleeping pelt before he called back towards Vitani one last time.

”Good night Vitani. See you in the morning.”

With that said, the king’s eyes closed as he prepared himself for another night’s sleep.

[Mike]

"And to you as well Simba." Vitani murmured, perfectly content with a full belly and a den full of friends. She moved to the side of the den and settled in for sleep. It had been a long day of scouting and hunting for Vitani, and she was glad to get some rest. She thought of all the lions that she'd met that day, especially Kivuli. Kivuli struck her as a grown-up version of Daxis, equally arrogant, and with a similar past. The difference was that Kivuli had the size and strength to back up his attitude. Perhaps Simba's innovative plan of taming Daxis with a lovely young pridelander would work better on Kivuli if Mila was willing to form a relationship with the stranger, whether that relationship deepened into romance or not. In any case, Vitani resolved not to interfere with whatever happened between them. There would be enough pressure from Simba, Nala, Kiara and all the other caring lions of the pride. Vitani drifted off...

[KingKivuli]

Meanwhile back at Mila's den Kivuli continued his story After being exiled i join with Zira and the others in the Outlands. I didn't know what to expect from her at first, then i found out. She was going to attack the Pridelands, and to do that she wanted us to train. It was brutal and unending. I was just getting used to peace in the Pridelands before i was exiled to a place where Zira brutally trained you. There was barely food and water to go round. Surviving was hard. It wasn't long before this young cub was old enough to start training and Zira said he was Scars heir. The one to kill Simba once his training was complete. That cubs name was Kovu. Eventually i grew sick of her plan. Yes i wanted revenge but i wanted it on my terms, so i ran away into the wilderness

Taking another breath, Kivuli readied himself to begin the final part of his tale I didnt know what to expect of the world past the Outlands but i soon found it was both amazing and harsh. the sights i have seen have stunned me. vast open deserts, snowy mountains, dense jungle. Ive been through everything. In these conditions i trained, learning skills most lions never know. In the early days i met some friends who traveled and trained with me. We were close, but of cause we had enemies. For almost a year it was a small war between us and them. 5 on 5 it was unending. Until we had the final battle. Everyone was killed except me. I had lost my friends again

The powerful memory of the battle that ran through Kivuli's mind was so powerful, tears began running down his face and dripping of soaking the floor of the cave. After settling back down he continued I gave my friends a burial in our favorite spot. It was a crystal clear waterfall in the middle of a dense jungle. Alone again i trained, and as i did i began to think about everything that had happened to me since i was born. For a whole year it played on my mind, until i decided i wanted to go back. As i ran through the lands i had come to know so well i wandered what i would do when i got here. I wasn't sure. I thought is Simba was not doing well id challenge him for leadership. If he was i would let things be and ask to be let back in. Eventually my journey ending i was back home here.

Kivuli looked at Mila. It was clear she was hanging on every word he said and took great interest in his tale. At least he thought so That is my story and how i came to be who i am today

[NightmareMoon]

Mila was saddened and shocked to her about this horrible tale that Kivuli called his past. Mila have never had any hard times in her life, her life was the definition of picture perfect. She didn't know that such horrible things could happen to anybody because of how she had been raised, in such a great environment.

"I'm so sorry Kivuli. It sounds like your past is harsh and horrible.." Mila started. She had no clue what else to say besides that. What was there to say otherwise?

Mila thought for a split second and added to her previous inquiry by saying, "I hope life gets better for you here." She liked Kivuli, and this just saddened her. Kivuli deserved better then what he has gotten so far throughout his life.

Kivuli's tears were too much for her to handle. She swiftly got up, went over to him and nuzzled him for comfort. She didn't know him too well, but it was just a friendly comforting nuzzle. "Are you alright?" She asked with a sincere tone. She cared about this lion, as her nature was very caring and sweet.

[KingKivuli]

Kivuli felt the warmth and softness of Mila's fur nuzzle into him for comfort. It was a feeling he had never known before, yet it was nice. Someone cared for him. He was no longer alone Thank you Mila, I am feeling better The rain outside was coming down hard. The ferocity of it was heightened by the sound of thunder crackling in the distance. It was also getting dark. Night was falling. Mila? is it ok if i stay here for the night or would you like me to leave?

[NightmareMoon]

"Well...." this was a question Mila had to think about. It would be a bit awkward to spend the night with Kivuli, but on the other hand it wouldn't be too bad of a deal, and there was a horrific thunderstorm occurring outside that Kivuli would have to walk through.

"Do you have your own den yet?" She asked politely, not wanting to indicate that she was asking him to leave by the question.