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Malka sulked at the border of his kingdom, waiting for Simba and his daughter to visit for royal regulations; apparently, Kiara had found herself a husband. The bitter wind tossed his mane, leaves billowing in the air, sharp edges hitting harshly against his skin. An heir. It has been years yet he still hasn't gotten an heir. He didn't want any, not if they weren't her's; His dear Kula's. Looking up he hoped he could see one star, any star, in the sky above; they say great animals that did great good would ascend into the sky to be one with the gods to look after the living below. He sighed, tears stinging his eyes as he thought back to the happiest moment of his life.

"Malka!" Kula ran up to her mate, nearly knocking him over in excitement. Her voice lowered as she nuzzled into him, still grinning from ear to ear. "Guess what the good news is!" He rested his chin on her head and thought hard. Food? No, they just ate. Maybe she found another cool rock? No, why would she run to me for that? A lioness gave birth? Nope, not that either, nobody is pregnant. Thoroughly stumped, he tilted his head, "Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue.", he almost stumbles over when Kula slips from under him to show her physique, "You've...uh...I don't know." She giggles and gestures to her stomach with her head. Malka, the dense lion he is, did not register what she was trying to say, only ogling his wife.
"Malkaaaaaaaa...Come on."
"Really, I don't know!"
"You're hopeless," She giggled, "you better smarten up before the cubs get here."
"Oh, somebody is pregnant?"
"..."
"OH MY STARS! Kula, you're pregnant!"
She erupted in laughter and pushed herself under him, snuggling close. His heart was racing and excitement was bubbling in his chest. A dad, he's going to be a dad. As if responding to his excitement the wind picked up, rustling the trees as leaves danced around them. They sat close together, whispering about names and genders and so much more. Her green eyes looked into his own, so full of love and happiness as if she could die from her sheer joy.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Kula."
He wished this feeling would never end.

A shout across the field snapped his attention back to reality. Simba is here. Let's get this over with. He forced a smile that his eyes could never reflect, not after he lost everything.

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Malka sulked at the border of his kingdom, waiting for Simba and his daughter to visit for royal regulations; apparently, Kiara had found herself a husband. The bitter wind tossed his mane, leaves billowing in the air, sharp edges hitting harshly against his skin. An heir. It has been years yet he still hasn't gotten an heir. He didn't want any, not if they weren't her's; His dear Kula's. Looking up he hoped he could see one star, any star, in the sky above; they say great animals that did great good would ascend into the sky to be one with the gods to look after the living below. He sighed, tears stinging his eyes as he thought back to the happiest moment of his life.

"Malka!" Kula ran up to her mate, nearly knocking him over in excitement. Her voice lowered as she nuzzled into him, still grinning from ear to ear. "Guess what the good news is!" He rested his chin on her head and thought hard. Food? No, they just ate. Maybe she found another cool rock? No, why would she run to me for that? A lioness gave birth? Nope, not that either, nobody is pregnant. Thoroughly stumped, he tilted his head, "Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue.", he almost stumbles over when Kula slips from under him to show her physique, "You've...uh...I don't know." She giggles and gestures to her stomach with her head. Malka, the dense lion he is, did not register what she was trying to say, only ogling his wife.
"Malkaaaaaaaa...Come on."
"Really, I don't know!"
"You're hopeless," She giggled, "you better smarten up before the cubs get here."
"Oh, somebody is pregnant?"
"..."
"OH MY STARS! Kula, you're pregnant!"
She erupted in laughter and pushed herself under him, snuggling close. His heart was racing and excitement was bubbling in his chest. A dad, he's going to be a dad. As if responding to his excitement the wind picked up, rustling the trees as leaves danced around them. They sat close together, whispering about names and genders and so much more. Her green eyes looked into his own, so full of love and happiness as if she could die from her sheer joy.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Kula."
He wished this feeling would never end.

A shout across the field snapped his attention back to reality. Simba is here. Let's get this over with. He forced a smile that his eyes could never reflect, not after he lost everything.

Next: Found again