Simba stood and gazed at the stars above. He still missed his father andit was moments like these that he wished that Mufasa were still alive. He sighed and sat down on the edg of pride rock and continued his gazing. So wrapped in his thoughts, that he gasped when he heard wrestling behind him.
"Oh king Simba, I didn't mean to startle you," Kamaria said as she inched farther back in the cave.
"No Kamaria, it's alright, you can sit with me if you like," Simba offered, moving over to allow Kamaria room to sit.
"But, I thought only Nala was aloud to sit here with you, on this rock...." Kamaria rambled on, until Simba held up a paw in order to stop her.
"Kamaria please, it's alright; honestly, I like to get to know my subjects."
The two lions sat in silance, each with there own thoughts until Simba broke the silance.
"So, what pride did you come from?"
"Pride?"
Kamaria was off guard for a moment before she answered, "I came from the Kani lands."
Simba cocked his head, "I've never heard of those."
"They're to the west from here."
"Who is there king?"
Kamaria shifted uneasily, "Cuno."
Simba looked towards the west and then turned back to the lioness, "oh, I see."
He wanted to ask the question that had been burning in his brain since her arival, finally he looked in her eyes and said, "why aren't you with them? What I mean is, what happened to make you leave?"
The young lioness looked at the ground before replying, "I was exiled."
"But, you seem like a good lioness, why?"
Simba inquired than regreted doing so, "I mean, if you don't want to speak of it, you don't have to. I'm sorry for prying, I had a troubled past as well You see my uncle...."
Simba stopped as he noticed Kamaria crying, "I know all about that....." Kamaria said, so low that at first, Simba didn't hear her.
"You know about my past?" Simba inquired
"Yes, N-Nala told me."
"She did?"
"Oh, Oh Simba please don't be upset with her, you see, I was wondering and,and, she, she told me and I didn't know, I...."
"Kamaria, slow down, it's alright really!" Simba exclaimed, placing a paw on her back, "shshsh, it's alright Kamaria, it's alright."
*FlashBack*
"Noooooooooo!!!!!!"
Young Simba screamed as he watched his father, his brave father, the king of the pride lands; Mufasa plundge off the edge of the cliff in to the stomping, crushing feet of the wilderbeasts.
"Scar why!!! Why did you?" Cub Kamaria yelled, tears streaming down her face; She didn't know the lion that had fallen, nor the young cub that had just screamed; but, she knew Scar, she knew he could've saved him.
It was then Scar saw her, standing above him on the branch of a tree
"You want to join him?" Scar snarled at her, causing the female cub to back up against the trunk of
the tree.
"How do you know me anyways, cub?" Scar inquired menacingly, putting emphasis on the word, "cub."
"I, I," Kamaria began, weeping at Scar's feet. Scar glanced over at his nephew as he watched him slowly walk to his father's dead body. He turned back to Kamaria, "well, well what am I going to do with you?"
"Please, please," the cub wept, "have mercy on me, you see I was just wondering around, I went beyond my boarders, please, please let me go back."
Kamaria choaked out the last word, her tiny claws digging in to the tree branch.
"I won't tell anyone," Kamaria said, "king Scar." Kamaria pleaded for her life, struggling to hang onto the branch as she felt her feet begin to give way.
"Please!" Kamaria shreeked
She could've cried in happiness as Scar reached down and grabbed her by the neck and placed her beside him, "stay," he commanded as she watched him walk down towards the other male cub. Kamaria stood frozen, 'why didn't I listen to mama?' the little cub thought. She watched, horified as a pack of hyeenas began to chace the male cub but her view was cut off by Scar's huge form.
"You aren't going to say nothing about this, only that it was an acsadent."
"I wanna go home, I want my mama!"
Kamaria cried, "let me go, I want my mama!" Scar cuffed her head hard, causing it to hit the tree
"You're not going home, you're coming with me, you will say that I found you alone down here and saved you. Yes sweetheart I, king Scar am saving your pathetic life!"
He tightened his grip on her neck 'If I can just die right here' Kamaria thought
"What's your name?"
Scar asked, gentley as he slowly released his hold, "K-K," she gasped, "K- Kamaria."
"Ahhhh Kamaria," Scar cued, "You're coming with me, wouldn't you love to be the queen of your own pride? Of course when you are a bit older."
*End Of FlashBack*
"Shshsh Kamaria," Simba said, lightly stroking her fur, "it's alright, you're safe here, you are safe here."
'If only you knew' Kamaria thought as she pooled away from Simba and dried her eyes.
"Thank you king Simba I..."
"Please Kamaria, call me Simba," he corrected.
"Thank you," Kamaria replied as she slowly walked back in to the den.
"What was that about Kamaria?"
Nala asked, "nothing queen Nala, please leave me."
"What did you tell Simba?" Nala inquired
"I told him nothing!" Kamaria exclaimed, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall
"You better not tell him anything Kamaria or I'll kill you...very slowly." Nala said through gridded teeth.
"I'm not afraid of you Nala, if you strike at me I will fight back."
"Hmmm, Scar must have taught you well, I guess all those nights of being his little slut did you some good after all!" Nala grouled
"Not as many nights as you spent with him dear sister," Kamaria hissed.
"Nala?"
Nala gasped as Simba's voice was heard from outside.
"you better ask all the high spirits that you can think of for mercy if Simba has overheard our little conversation." Nala said, close to Kamaria's ear.
All the young lioness did was nod her head and watch her half sister's back leave the den.