Tuli had a really positive relationship with his cousin Sarabi, ever since they could both really communicate. He helped her learn much of how things ran in the pridelands, and was often assigned to baby sit her -- Zazu being HIS baby sitter of course. They got along really well, and much of the time when Sarabi had a question, she came to Tuli first. Tuli was always ready to play with and humor Sarabi too. When she asked, Tuli looked to Kovu who nodded his approval. "Yeah. Sure Sarabi." Tuli said with a grin.
"Energetic thing she is." Baya murmured, midnuzzle as he glanced at Sarabi from the corner of his green eyes. He looked at his suckling cubs, and felt something wash over him. It was pride. Pride, and new found fears. Those two would grow up one day, and be strong. Until then, what could he do? He had to protect them. He had to keep them safe. Not only for his own sake, but for Vitani's as well. Losing Nuka had taken a toll on her, but if she lost much more, Baya wouldn't know what her state of mind would be like. He wasn't about to find out.
"I love you." Baya murmured three more words he had never said to anyone else in that order, right after Vitani said it to him. He took note of her fatigue. "Do you want any food?" Baya inquired as he licked the watering eyes of his mate. One rule he held close to his heart still was never crying, even when the time came for it. He never wanted to see Vitani cry either, even if it was out of joy.
Kovu seemed very happy for Baya. He had met Baya in the outlands, when he was a mindless brute. A morally void monster, and murderer. Now here he was, nuzzling Kovu's older sister in such strong compassion. It made Kovu think, what conditions of life really could do to someone. What they did to him was one thing, but lions like Baya...it was so grotesque to think about their life experiences. Now, Sarabi and Vitani's two cubs could live a normal life of prosperity and never have to turn into such monsters.
"Fatherhood changes the worst of us, hm?" Simba asked with a chuckle from beside Kovu. Kovu nodded in agreement with a smile. "On that note, we have to talk outside Kovu..." Simba said, his voice taking a serious tone. Kovu nodded once more as he stood and walked out with Simba.
"Kovu..." Simba started. "My time is limited. I'm aging, and don't know what's going to come your way as king. I just wanted you to be very weary. If there's any advice I want to give you as king, is to try and keep your guard up. Our pride has grown alot since the merge, and I already know some have left...but there's alot more males around. Ambition can corrupt even the most noble lion." Simba explained, as he looked out to the african landscape.
"Baya, and his cubs should be watched. So should Tuli..." Simba stated boldly after a sigh. "There is no ambition in their eyes today...but one day they might just turn on you. That is my advice...and I don't want it to go unheeded."
"How will I know? It's easy to act Simba. It's easy to pretend." Kovu muttered, looking down in somewhat guilt. He had put on a facade himself, and that's how he knew how easy it was.
"Your heart will tell you who is with you, and who is not. Someday, some will just leave out of instinct. Others will try to fight you for dominance. This is the law of the land." Simba concluded as he hung his head low and made his way towards the den. "Never hate yourself either. That won't make your job any easier." Simba added as he entered the den.
Kovu sat there, and thought of what Simba had just said. These fears were already there, but Simba just reaffirmed them. Kovu didn't want to think such horrible thoughts, but they cross his mind out of instinct. Baya could easily just kill him, and take the throne. Tuli, once old enough, could definitely do the same. Those were two known possibilities. He didn't even know if any lionesses here were out to kill him, or if his new nieces or nephews would become ambitious and power hungry. All he did know, was not putting trust in those he called family was something he could never do.
When the time came, Kovu would cast his judgement. For now, he would live in his somewhat ignorant bliss.
//
~ At the elephant Graveyard~
Mrithi coughed and gasped as he looked to the three lionesses assembled before him. One of them was Songo, the other being the rough and hotheaded lioness, the third being a pale lioness with scars along the right half of her face. "Curse my age. We will have to go a bit sooner then planned..." Mrithi growled.
"That cough doesn't sound too good my lord, perhaps you should rest..." The scarred lioness purred with a smile. "I can do alot better taking care of you then this..." She cooed, pointing to Songo with her nose.
"You will be quiet, and listen. That is what you will do!" Mrithi growled as he gripped the scarred lioness by the throat. "You will address Songo as your Queen. She will be bearing your next ruler, so you should watch your words..." Mrithi hissed as he released the scarred lioness. She gasped for breath, and shot a glare at Songo. So unworthy was she to be so passionately defended by Mrithi.
"Now if you are done abusing her, how about letting me know of the plan, huh? You growing senile? Already forgot what we are supposed to do?" The rough lioness chuckled in a sinister manner. Mrithi coughed again, and glared towards her.
"I may be older now, but I still have enough life in me to take yours..." Mrithi warned, shutting the lioness up. "You three will infiltrate their pride. You will seduce Kovu, and make him give into his desires. Once the queen see's this, we will throw their royal order into shambles!" Mrithi growled at the seductive scarred lioness.
"Do I get to keep the cub if I bear one?"
"Bear one and find out." Mrithi snarled at the seductive lioness. She gave a bit of a tut and looked at her claws in the better light of the den.
"You are just awful Mrithi..."
"As for YOU. I expect you to stealthily kill the cubs, one by one." Mrithi murmured to the rough lioness. The rough lioness snorted in response, and looked away from Mrithi.
"And finally...Songo." Mrithi purred as he nuzzled her neck. "You will kill Kiara when the time is right, and destroy the pridelander morale."
The scarred lioness rolled her eyes. "This is not going to work. They'll figure us out sooner or later, and we are all going to die ~" The scarred lioness said in a sing song voice. Her voice was a bit melodic, but Mrithi was still not amused.
"If they find us out, we will go to WAR! It is THAT simple. This is more of a poetic way to go about it, but if it comes to brute force...We have more than enough numbers now." Mrithi snarled, coughing more shortly after. He dismissed the other two lionesses with a wave of his paw and smiled at Songo.
"Sometimes I wonder why you stand by a frail old thing like me." Mrithi murmured, nuzzling her face. Patches of his face were greying and his mane was beginning to lose its old sleek look. He wasn't bad looking, or rather old looking to be put bluntly. He had retained his youth feel appearance, at the cost of his declining inner health. Part of him just wanted to mate with Songo, so she could bare him an heir to pass on his life's ambition. Though that would be a foolish move. He would put all of his ambitions onto Songo's mind, driving her mad. He never wanted that.