"No, we aren't. We are from Kopa, India.". That name sounded familiar to Nala, but she couldn't quite place it. Regardless, it seemed like a very pretty name.
"We don't know how we got here." Nahaai continued as the fear of abadonment nearly came back to him, but he fought to put that away for good. Neither Simba nor his father seemed fearful of them. Why should he act that way?
"We just woke up here".
"Where we're standing?" Simba briefly broke eye contact to notice Zazu and Mufasa heading back towards the watering hole.
"Well, not exactly." said Nahaai.
"We woke up several yards back that way. Or was it that way?" He had trouble remembering where they had just come from, as their little shake up with Mufasa had messed up their sense of direction. Everything looked the same regardless of where they were turned.
Simba wondered why the two couldn't see the trail they had just made. The small indentations in the dirt, coupled with the faintly bend grass made it obvious to any feline they came from the East. Their tracking abilities must not work, or perhaps they've never been turned on.
"You came from that direction." pointed to the right of them.
"Are you certain?" Nahaai asked.
"Oh I'm certain" Simba said confidently.
"Come on. Let's go investigate." Walking past, Nala winked at Nahaai, or was Delano, neither of them could tell.