Disclaimer: None of this is canon to the Lion King universe. I don't own any of these characters, except for my OC's. It was exactly midnight in the Pride lands. A solitary figure stalked through the tall grass of the savanna on his way to pride rock. This figure was a panther, one of the few panthers in the Pride lands and this particular one, was on a mission. His sleek black fur gleamed in the moonlight as he reached the majestic monument, his eyes caught the bright glow of the full moon and stars, shining like stars themselves. They were his most intriguing and beautiful features. The eyes themselves were pitch black with a ring of sterling silver iris's. He looked like a living shadow, unearthly and mysterious. Tonight as many nights before the panther was going up to pride rock. He had a fire lily, a flower that was colored to appear to be made out of flames (hence the name) clutched in his mouth as he stalked past lions and lionesses, sound asleep, completely unaware of the intruder in their midst. He crept to the top of pride rock to the royal den. King Simba, Queen Nala, Prince Kion and the beautiful Princess Kiara were all sound asleep. Kion was sleeping with his mate Fuli the cheetah, whilst Kiara was curled up, sleeping with her parents. The panther looked at her with loving eyes as he watched her sleep peacefully, carefully watching the rise and fall of her chest and stomach as she slept blissfully unaware of his presence. He hated having to do this. Visiting her at night when he had no right to. But this was the only way he could show his love for her without being punished. So that's what he did. P.S. this will be a long story. I originally wrote it on a google doc and it took up 153 pages.