After rounding up the lionesses, the pride marched to the battlefield. Zira and her lionesses, stood in an array behind Zira. Each soldier glared at the next, they lightly stretched and trotted in place. "It's over Simba! I have dreamed of nothing more.. For years!" She snarled. "Boy she needs a hobby.." Timon shook his head. "Last chance! Go home Zira." Simba warned her, lunging forward. "I am home.." She grinned at him through the blurry rain. "Attack!" She commanded. The lionesses ran in like ocean water crashing into itself as one started to maul another. Zira admired her lioness's work, the bloodbath satisfied her when she saw some old lionesses dropping dead and cackled.
She observed her lionesses gather around Simba. "Simba! This one's mine!" Zira slithered to him.
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A Mistake
FanfictionAfter Kopa is murdered, Kiara is no longer granted freedom to anything. In Simba's rage to defend his pride from Zira, he grows stone hearted and no longer grants Kiara the right to select a mate. Let alone look for one. Much time later Vitani is ca...
