Tarzans little sister

Chapter two

*The Next Day*
-third-person-pov-
Tarzan and Jane walk towards a grassy hill along with jackson, planing to show him the grass lands first.

"Oh shit- trazan, tarzan- l-lions-!!!"
Jane smiles as tarzan chuckles at Jackson, spazzing about a group of five lionesses, the rest of the pride probably at home. Tarzan gets down as they jump up on his chest, him now on his knees as they push their heads against him roughly and affectionately.

"Wow..."
Jackson watches tarzan in aw.

"Tarzan.."
He looks up when he hears Jane say his name.

"What is it?"
She only points in the directions the lions came from. A girl stands next to a large lion, its mane blocking her body from how she stands. Jackson is the first to speak.

"Is that-?"
Tarzan gets up and whispers.

"Fanya..."
She perks up, looking directly at tarzan. He stands and takes a few steps towards her. She dunks slightly and looks sceptical.

"Fanya.. Its me, tarzan."
He lowers down into an ape like stance and moves slightly closer to her, now about five feet away. She slowly lowers herself down in a full gorilla stand as Jane and Jackson watch in silence. Tarzan starts stepping closer when jackson accidentally steps on a stick, snapping it. Fanya shoots her gaze to him and slowly moves backwards, her body still bearly visible. Tarzan panics and pounds his fists to his chest, falling into his full stance in a dominante way. She looks at him again and goes the same bearing her teeth. Tarzan takes strides towards her. She straightens up.

"hoo-hee-ha-hoo."
She growls, speaking the language of apes. Tarzan responds.

"Hee-ha-whoo-hoo-hoo."
She lowers herself behind the lion, next thing you know they've pounced and tackled each other, wrestling and fighting. Jane and jackson come closer and see she is wearing a small tie of jaguar skin around her chest and waist, handshaped bruises covering her thighs, arms, and stomach, along with marks where ropes had been tied around her neck and wrists, along with animal, whip, and knife wounds covering the rest of her body. Tarzan and her push against each other, looking at each other from about three feet apart. This time he slowly walks forward, reaching his hand out to her. She hesitantly steps closer, taking his hand and hugging him tightly. After a fee seconds, he pulls away, still holding her hand and tries to signal Jane over. Immediately fanya growls and bears her teeth. Jane is hesitant, not wanting something to happen. Fanya pulls her hand away and steps backwards, then turning; in seconds she is gone from view. Tarzan stands up.

"I am going to talk with the cheif tonight. Jane, the animals and people know you. If you decide to leave take Takniamo with you."
He leaves.

-Jane-Pov-
I am not taking the cheifs son with me to go out. I will take jackson so I he's not alone/all by himself.