It wasn't long until Fuli was back on her feet again. Her paws were still sore but she refused to let Kiara hunt by herself. And so, another day rose and the two were out hunting again. Today they had managed to hunt a zebra. Thanks to Fuli's new boots, she was able to stalk the zebra much more quietly and quickly.
"Whoo! That was a fast one but nothing we couldn't handle. Right Kiara?" Asks Fuli celebrating their kill.
Kiara had struggled a bit in the hunt. She wasn't running as fast and she was being more...careful than usual.
"Kiara, what's wrong?" Asks Fuli noticing the silence and sad look on her friend's face.
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing Fuli." Replies Kiara giving her a smile.
Fuli wasn't convinced. "Alright Kiara, spit it out. What's eating you?"
Kiara sighs in defeat. "Uh...well...the thing is...um..."
"Kiara?" Says Fuli cautiously.
"Well, um...I don't think I'll be able to help you hunt for a while."
"What?! Why?!"
"I don't know how to tell you this but..." Kiara moves her tail towards her stomach.
Fuli looks at her stomach understanding what she meant. "You're pregnant."
Kiara nods sadly. "I don't know what to think about this."
"What do you mean? This is amazing, Kiara!" Fuli exclaims.
"It is?" Asks Kiara.
"Your cub could be the solution that the Pridelands need. The hope we need to fight. The spark of a resistance!" Explains Fuli. "Your cub could take back the Pridelands."
"I don't know, Fuli. Why would anyone want to risk their lives for a cub they don't even know?"
"It will because of your cub that there is hope for a better future. They just need to believe that too."
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Clouded Mind part 2 #8
FanfictionKion is gone. The Pridelands have been taken over by Scar once again. And everyone is growing up. All hope is gone but there is one who refuses to give up. She will do whatever it takes to get Scar off the throne, even if it means leaving her frien...
