Hey guys, sorry for the late update. The reason why I don't constantly update or write my own stories at the moment is because I divide my time between writing, work and playing my Xbox One.

Thanks for the reviews, faves and follows. Here's the next chapter of Succession.

A young brownish-beige lioness sat in the crowd of lionesses as Simba and Nala announced the future birth of their cub. She waited until the pride finished congratulating the king and went their own way.

When Simba was alone the brownish-beige lioness walked over to the golden lion who was standing at the peak looking over the kingdom.

"Father?"

The lion king moved his gaze from land below to the young lioness that joined his side. A warm smile formed before he gave the younger lioness a nuzzle. "Amora, it's good to see you. Where have you been?"

The brownish beige lioness sighed before responding. "Father..."

Simba wasn't actually Amora's father but after her mother's death, the king took pitty and raised the orphaned cub along side Kiara. The golden lion sensed something was off. Simba frowned before giving his adopted daughter a small nuzzle.

"Amora, what's wrong? You can tell me."

Amora gave a long, deep breath before looking at the lion she known as a father since her mother's passing. "Since you let Kovu in and there's no more threats with the Outsiders...I was wondering if you would let my mate stay?"

Simba's orange eyes widened in shock and surprise. "Your mate?"

Amora smiled sheepishly and nodded. "Hunter is a nice rogue who is seeking a pride. His old pride is old fashion and exiled him because he wasn't of royal blood or something like that."

Simba looked back at his kingdom and sighed. "Alright. But I would like to meet him before I let him in."

Amora smiled brightly before leaping on the older lion, sending him to the smooth, rocky surface. "Thanks father! He's by the southern border now."

Simba stood and stretched before smiling at the young lioness. "Let's go meet Hunter."

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A dark beige young lion paced at the southern border of the Pridelands. Worry was clearly shown in his brown eyes. Did the king find out? Is he and his pride on their way? His back rimmed ears perked at the sound of someone approaching. His ears pinned against his head as he growled.

"Asha!"

A evil chuckle was heard before a rich brown lioness walked out of some bushes with a sweet smile. "My old friend...is this how we greet now?"

The dark beige lion snarled with bared teeth. "I'm not your friend and never was! I'm not supporting you, Asha!"

The smile faded before the rich brown lioness growled. "Just because you refused to help won't mean a thing! Your mate is going down with the rest of them!"

"Hunter!"

The dark beige lion snarled at the older lion. "Go. We are done here!"

Asha smiled before laughing darkly. "Don't bet on it."

Like a flash the rich brown lioness was gone just as Hunter and Simba appeared. Hunter let out a sigh of relief before nuzzling his mate and turned to the golden lion with a bow.

"It's a honour to finally meet you, your highness."

Simba looked over at Amora and seen her beaming. Something he has not seen since...Anita completed her journey in the circle of life. With a sigh he moved his eyes back to the young lion that would be his son-in-law. "Welcome to the pride."

Hunter smiled before nuzzling his mate. As the now three Pridelanders head back towards priderock, they was not aware of a pair of hazel-green eyes watching before disappearing with a snarl.