Kiara and Nala ran side by side, speeding past the crest to Pride rock, and came to a skidding halt behind Kopa. "Daddy," Kiara said, taking a tentative step forward. "Who-"
"Is this who I think it is?" Nala interrupted, her whole body shaking. "Simba, please... Is this... can it be... my son?" Kiara looked on, eyes averted to hide the hurt she felt inside. She had a brother, and no one had ever told her? Was this lion that so resembled her father her brother? She stepped back slowly, backing away. Without another word, she turned away and flew off into the grasslands, tears streaming down her face.
Kopa looked on with his face showing no emotion and turned back around to Nala with a small nod. "Mother, its me. Its your son, Kopa. I've returned home to take my place in The Circle." He stepped back to allow Nala to take her place next to Simba. Nala leaned onto Simba for support. She felt like she was about to fall over. First Simba, and now Kopa... both back from the dead... I dont know how many more of these I can take. She sighed and straightened up, trying to keep presentable for her mate and son.
Kopa stepped forward and sat down on his haunches, his head bowed. "Do you remember me, Mother? Father?" He took a step forward, a worried look on his face. "And, why don't I remember that lioness? Who is she? She called you Daddy... that can't be my sister. I dont have a sister!"