A/N: This is my first Lion King fanfic.It's my own version of the 2nd
movie.I hope you all will like! Please review or send a flame if you don't
like it (just don't be too mean).
If you have any suggestions for this fic,feel free to tell 'em to me! (
Chapter One
Kiara was told never to cross or go near the West River.But being a curious cub who always searched for mischief and longed for adventures,she had to know why. "But why not,Dad?" She asked her father,Simba,one bright afternoon as they strolled together through the Pridelands.
A gentle breeze blew by,rustling the evergreen grass and brughing strands of reddish mane across Simba's eyes.He looked down at his daughter and said," Because,Kiara,it's Inhabited by dangerous predators and should never be crossed by a Pridelander."
"Can anyone else cross it? What lives in it that's so dangerous? And what's on the other side?" Kiara asked all at once as they approached the Waterhole.
She had to wait until her father finished lapping at the cool water for an answer.
"That's not for little cubs to know,'' he finally replied patiently;but Kiara wouldn't give up until she had a response.
"Why Dad?'' she demanded,but Simba just chuckled and nuzzled her cheek.
"I'll tell you when you're older,Kiara.Now why don't you run along and play? I'll send Timon and Pumbaa to look after you.Stay here while I go get them," he suggested.
Kiara groaned as her ears drooped in disappointment.She was not in the mood to have her two guardians following her around and watching her every move while talking of nonsense and wolfing down disgusting insects.
Simba took one last glance at her,convinced that she wouldn't move from her spot,before prancing away to fetch the meerkat and warthog.
Kiara sighed and stared glumly at her feflection in the clear pool,wondering when the day that she'd be able to do anything she wanted would come.
"Don't do this,Kiara;don't do that,Kiara.That's not for little cubs to know Kiara," she mimicked,''Hmph,little cub.One day I'll prove that I'm as brave as any other lion." she muttered under her breath,"What could be so bad about that river anyway?"
Her ears suddenly perked up as she thought up a mischievous idea.
Dad won't tell me what's on the other side of the West River,but maybe Timon and Pumbaa will,she thought as a playful smirk formed across her face.Deciding to patiently wait for her guardians after all,excitement built up inside her.Timon and PUmbaa always gave away forbidden answers to her questions without even realizing it.
Moments passed,and there was no sign of either of them.Kiara's patience slowly drained away as more time flew by-maybe an hour or two-and no one came to check on her.Probably got distracted by a dung beetle or something,Kiara assumed,scanning the wide grassy plains for her two guardians.No one except for a herd of antelope grazing a few feet away.
Maybe they won't notice if I leave for a moment then come right back,she thought,smirking again.Then,as quietly as possible,Kiara slipped away around the Waterhole and down a long sandy path.She looked behind her every few minutes to make sure she wasn't being watched or followed.Herheart beat excitedly with every step she took.It wasn't long before she had crossed the border of the Pridelands.
Everything was different.The air was still and the only sound heard were the shrill chirping of crickets.The grass was tall and brown;in fact,it was so high,that it'd probably cover half her father's body.Kiara couldn't see ahead of her and when she turned around,she couldn't see behind her either.She continued to trot ahead,hoping to find the path she had been walking on;it seemed to have cut off.She couldn't tell with where she was going anymore with all the tall grass surrounding her;the only thing she could see was the cloudless blue sky above her.
Kiara ran frantically in different directions,but the farther she went,the more discouraged and timid she became.Her heart beat rapidly against her rib cage in fear and her throat became parched from running and panting.
She couldn't deny it;she was lost.
Chapter One
Kiara was told never to cross or go near the West River.But being a curious cub who always searched for mischief and longed for adventures,she had to know why. "But why not,Dad?" She asked her father,Simba,one bright afternoon as they strolled together through the Pridelands.
A gentle breeze blew by,rustling the evergreen grass and brughing strands of reddish mane across Simba's eyes.He looked down at his daughter and said," Because,Kiara,it's Inhabited by dangerous predators and should never be crossed by a Pridelander."
"Can anyone else cross it? What lives in it that's so dangerous? And what's on the other side?" Kiara asked all at once as they approached the Waterhole.
She had to wait until her father finished lapping at the cool water for an answer.
"That's not for little cubs to know,'' he finally replied patiently;but Kiara wouldn't give up until she had a response.
"Why Dad?'' she demanded,but Simba just chuckled and nuzzled her cheek.
"I'll tell you when you're older,Kiara.Now why don't you run along and play? I'll send Timon and Pumbaa to look after you.Stay here while I go get them," he suggested.
Kiara groaned as her ears drooped in disappointment.She was not in the mood to have her two guardians following her around and watching her every move while talking of nonsense and wolfing down disgusting insects.
Simba took one last glance at her,convinced that she wouldn't move from her spot,before prancing away to fetch the meerkat and warthog.
Kiara sighed and stared glumly at her feflection in the clear pool,wondering when the day that she'd be able to do anything she wanted would come.
"Don't do this,Kiara;don't do that,Kiara.That's not for little cubs to know Kiara," she mimicked,''Hmph,little cub.One day I'll prove that I'm as brave as any other lion." she muttered under her breath,"What could be so bad about that river anyway?"
Her ears suddenly perked up as she thought up a mischievous idea.
Dad won't tell me what's on the other side of the West River,but maybe Timon and Pumbaa will,she thought as a playful smirk formed across her face.Deciding to patiently wait for her guardians after all,excitement built up inside her.Timon and PUmbaa always gave away forbidden answers to her questions without even realizing it.
Moments passed,and there was no sign of either of them.Kiara's patience slowly drained away as more time flew by-maybe an hour or two-and no one came to check on her.Probably got distracted by a dung beetle or something,Kiara assumed,scanning the wide grassy plains for her two guardians.No one except for a herd of antelope grazing a few feet away.
Maybe they won't notice if I leave for a moment then come right back,she thought,smirking again.Then,as quietly as possible,Kiara slipped away around the Waterhole and down a long sandy path.She looked behind her every few minutes to make sure she wasn't being watched or followed.Herheart beat excitedly with every step she took.It wasn't long before she had crossed the border of the Pridelands.
Everything was different.The air was still and the only sound heard were the shrill chirping of crickets.The grass was tall and brown;in fact,it was so high,that it'd probably cover half her father's body.Kiara couldn't see ahead of her and when she turned around,she couldn't see behind her either.She continued to trot ahead,hoping to find the path she had been walking on;it seemed to have cut off.She couldn't tell with where she was going anymore with all the tall grass surrounding her;the only thing she could see was the cloudless blue sky above her.
Kiara ran frantically in different directions,but the farther she went,the more discouraged and timid she became.Her heart beat rapidly against her rib cage in fear and her throat became parched from running and panting.
She couldn't deny it;she was lost.