You Better Know What You're Fighting For

Chapter Five - I Would Fight For You

"Agh!" Kila shrieked in frustration as she was thrown to the ground once again, skidding sharply across the grass and stirring up a small cloud of dust, which showered over her bristling golden fur. Not that she minded, Kila was fine with getting dirty, unlike her sister. Kion quite obviously was, too, because his fur was coated with just as much dust from training.

Kion exhaled sharply, shifting his weight from one side to the other and watching his sister make her way to her paws. "You're trying too hard." He told her, earning a sharp growl in response.

"This is stupid."

"No, this is smart." Kion corrected, raising his head slightly. "You need as much training as you can get." He looked over toward Sam and Kopa, who were training not too far away. Sam seemed to be holding back most of his strength - A good thing, Kion decided - But he still had the upper paw on Kopa. Kiara had gone off to the Outlands to get Kovu, accompanied by Fuli, luckily. Everyone else was watching quietly, looking interested.

"Whatever." Kila lashed her tail, glaring at her twin, who turned his gaze back to her. "You're holding back." She accused.

"And I'm still winning." Kion pointed out. He wasn't trying to brag, of course, just trying to get his point across. "Kila, if I used my full strength, I'd crush you."

"But it's making me hold back, too." Kila grumbled, sinking her claws into the ground and glaring at her brother. "I don't wanna hurt you."

"Well, don't." Kion narrowed his eyes. "Kila, you haven't even had half the training that I've been through. Nothing you could do could hurt me." He took a step back. "Let's go again. Hey," He lashed his tail, bringing Kila's attention back to him, since his sister had looked off toward Kopa for a second. "Eyes on the enemy."

Kila growled and backed up a bit, crouching down. Her eyes tracked over her brother for a moment, narrowing slightly as she searched for any weak spots. As she hesitated, Kion sighed and moved his head back a bit, then suddenly he was lunging forward. Kila shrieked in surprise, having no time to react before she was pinned on her back, her brother's paws over her chest.

Kion lowered his head until they were nose to nose, eyes narrowed. "There's no time for hesitance in a battle."

"I hate you." Kila glowered at him, but she knew her brother was right.

Kion smirked slightly, letting her up, then flicked his tail and turned his head. "Claire," he called the lioness cub, who made her way to her paws and padded toward him, tail flicking lazily and her purple eyes glittering. Kion took a moment to admire the lioness in front of him. He definitely wouldn't deny he thought Claire was beautiful. He wasn't sure what he thought of her, though. They were friends, or allies, more like. Brought into the camp and forced to work side by side, both of them chosen as Lucifer's... "Number one" slaves. They trained together, worked together, built nearly the whole Saber camp together. Kion had been the one to convince Claire to leave her life in the desert behind, to help him with the rebellion. Claire had been the one to keep Kion from breaking down in that Hell. They both had needed each other, maybe they both still did.

Kion offered Claire a grin before glancing at Kila. "Me and Claire are gonna go at it for a bit. Just watch." He rose to his paws and padded toward Claire, who quirked an eyebrow at him questioningly. "Maybe you can learn a thing or two."

"Fine." Kila huffed, eyeing Claire for a moment before heading off toward her family, settling down beside Simba. Her father offered her a smile that was returned almost instantly - Despite how cold and distant she seemed, she'd always been a daddy's girl. Simba turned back to watch Kion and Claire, and Kila sighed but eventually turned her gaze on the two as well.