The Lion King: Born Under The Rising Sun

Chapter 13

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A day passed since the flood and the forest was somewhat drying up. The group was assigned to a large underground den. A tree grew in the middle.

"Ugh I wish he would just tell us!" Kalamba pounded at the tree in frustration. They were cliff hung by Kopa's reasoning.
"He obliviously has a reason not to go back, Kalamba." Arty said.

"I know but shouldn't he know we are here to help, not hurt."

Zimbwea padded over to them and dropped a bird. "I can't tell if it's easier or harder to hunt in a jungle" she panted.
They all took bites of the medium sized bird and drank from a puddle. Zimbwea stared into the puddle looking into the eyes of her own reflection. Zimbwea siged "I just hope we return home soon."

Kalamba walked out of the tunnel with Zimbwea and Arty following. "Guys maybe we should head to pride lands and tell them." Arty added.

"They will never believe us. They don't take the death of Kopa as a joke. And if they think we are joking than they could banish all of Healing Pride." Zimbwea looked at Arty.

Kalamba was staring at the floor and then shot his head up. "Guys! We could see if he remembers his childhood. Like we could take him to the savannah, go near the watering hole, maybe even approach pride rock!" He said with joy. Arty and Zimbwea looked at each other and nodded.
"This seems like it would work, very well" Arty said.

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At the end of the day they all had it fully planned out. Savannah tomorrow, Oasis near pride lands the next day, and pride land territory the day after that. They will ask Kopa if he can help with something tomorrow.

"Ok so when he comes over, Arty act like you pulling A thorn from Kalamba's pad. Kalamba make sure it sounds painful" Zimbwea looked at both Kalamba and Arty, waiting for their approval. They nodded and Zimbwea nodded back. The group headed back through the forest and into the den.
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The next day Kalamba ran to the savannah. Arty followed carrying an actual thorn just in case Kopa got suspicious. When they reached the savannah there were rocks everywhere. Arty pulled Kalamba up onto the rock and sat dow the thorn. When she sat it down the pointy end was facing down. The thorn sunk into the Rock. Soon this "rock" rose from the ground screeching. "RHINO!" Arty scrambled away with Kalamba at her heels.

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"Ko- I mean. Kasa! Arty and Kalamba are in trouble. They are in the savannah!" Zimbwea ran towards Kopa. She didn't want to reveal his identity unless he wanted to.
"Come on!" Kopa was yelling over his shoulder running away. Zimbwea chased him to the savannah. She saw what she didn't want to see. Kalamba and Arty were actually in trouble. Rhinos were chasing them left and right.Kopa stopped and stared at the savannah a chill running down his spine. He raced in clawing at the rhinos. Zimbwea ran grabbing Kalamba by scruff dragging him as he tried to move quicker. Arty was fine with her speed. She ran by Kopa and they talked to each other. The two ran into a thick forest and came out with no more rhinos. "come on guys before they find out they can just crush the logs." Kopa ran back into the jungle.
"Sorry" Kalamba was shaking with fear. "Hakuna matata" Kopa said.
Arty and Zimbwea looked at each other in confusion. "It means no worries" he sighed "I learned it from someone special".