Zira smiled evil-y. "My son, you've finally grown to understand!" Nuzzling him in the most appreciative way she could. "You. Kovu, will kill Simba. At his weakest hour. So you can claim the throne. Once we have the precious cubs at hand, we will be unstoppable." Cackling, which led to the other lionesses cackling.
Vitani had just laid down when she heard her cubs moaning and groaning. "Mom, we don't wanna go to bed." They protested, "Well, too bad. Me and your father are tired, therefore, we are all going to bed." She stated clearly. "Right Mheetu?" Smiling up at her love, then licking his cheek.