Shinova felt that he really wasn't fitting in with them, but kept it to himself. Shinova felt that what Simba did was irrational yes, but he couldn't blame Simba. For if that was his wife than he would be mad too. Of course this coming from a cub wouldn't go over well with them. They would think he was too young to understand.
"I might as well not tell them anything. If I was to tell them that Simba was wrong in doing what he did then they would love me for it, but if I say what he did I can't blame him for they would hate me. I wish I knew what to do." Shinova kept thinking to himself, and laid down ignoring Mio and Nova as they talked. Shinova's mind kept going back to his parents; he played it out over and over in his mind. His father's death followed by his mothers. His memory of the king was faint, but he remembered someone with a dark soul that only cared about ruling the Kingdom, and not about the Kingdom's people.
His father beaten lying bloody on the floor; his face ripped open exposing bone; his body lying limp and void. He was dead. His mother dying before him said to him "Shinova run! Run away. Don't let them catch you."
"No! No! Mom! Dad! What do I do now?" Shinova was experiencing a nightmare. "NO!" Shinova yelled aloud waking him from his nightmare. He felt tortured and weak. He tried to move, but was so afraid that he shook uncontrollably. "Father! Mother! I couldn't stop it." Shinova's voice was filled with anguish. "I just couldn't stop it."
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