The Lion King: Past Events

Jungle Love

Nala

It's been a month now since I've left the Pride Lands to search for my lost brother Mheetu. I have no idea if he's truly dead or not. What happen to him is an unsolved mystery. Lions back home probably think I've gone nuts, including my own mother.

I just can't let something I love go pass me again like Simba. Simba for sure I know is dead. It's been YEARS since that gorge incident. But Mheetu I know there's still hope. It's been four months now since his weird disappearance. My mother has already left it in the past. If I was her I would look all over the Savannah if I had to until my son is discovered. Dead or alive.

You don't give up on family...

My stomach growls for what seems like the tenth time. I stop walking and stand underneath a shady tree blocking myself from the hot boiling sun. I scan my eyes around. No sign of prey any where.

I sniff the air to try to catch any close by scents. Below on the ground I see hooves. Bingo! I gave it a sniff.

Warthog...

Male...

Here seven minutes ago...

I start following the warthog's tracks leaving the cool shady tree. If I'm lucky, this will keep me full for the rest of the  day until morning.

Then I stop again. I hear rustling in the tall grass and squat low on my belly. Ahead I see a red male warthog trying get a Beatle. It is the same exact warthog who hooves print I found. The scent match perfectly.

I lick my lips. "You will be mine!"

I crawl slowly not to make a sound. Once I got close enough, I release a roar and sprint off.

The warthog yell and ran away fast as any prey would try to do. He tried to fool me too by zig zagging a lot in bunch of circles. Humph, smart! I caught up though by getting close and more closer. Just as I was about to pounce, I met with another lion.

A male...

He roar and tackle me down. Next thing you know, we began to fight. I wasn't going to let him take my only dinner for the evening. Who knows when my next meal will be. I need this! I claw at his face showing my very sharp fangs. He clawed back with a snarl.

A little meerkat cheers him on. I ignore him then gasp as I got pinned. I wasn't going to let it slide, so I rolled us over strongly a few times and win with the male lion underneath me.

His face instantly went from fear to surprise.

"Nala, Is it really you?"

Nala? How does this stranger know my name??

"Who are you?" I ask.

"It's me, Simba." He replies smiling.

"Simba?" I Pause for realization. "Whoah!"

Simba and I run together and greet each other. The greetings are enthused and run over each other.

"Well how did you.. where did you come from... it's great to see you!" I say smiling wide.