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Chapter 7 ~ Nyanja ya Mbinguni Kopa could only sigh as his mother and grandmothers continued to fuss over him. When the young prince tried once again to step out of the curl of Nala’s paws, the queen gently impeded him. “Not yet, my heart, let’s wait for Makini to get here to look over you.” “But Mom, I’m perfectly fine,” Kopa groused, hugging his flower close. “I was just sleeping.” “For over five days, Kopa.” His Grandmother Diku’s plump cheeks rose in a caring smile, the two small, dark spots under the corner of her left eye lifting as well. “That’s not

*~My Good Heart~* By the time the royal family reached Nyanja ya Mbinguni, night had begun in earnest. The mountainous orb of the mysterious structure shined as mesmerizingly pure as the moon itself, and the citizens of the Pridelands who became enthralled and curious about the great white light stood around Nyanja ya Mbinguni’s perimeter. They talked and gossiped about the strange happening as they awaited the actions of the royal family.   A few Shujaa policed the area, making sure order was maintained amongst the congregation of animals. “F-family!” Asherah approached with Ayodele at her side. She quickly nuzzled her nep

Chapter 6 ~ Knowledge is Power “Stupid Pridelanders. Stupid princess. Stupid king. Stupid, black giant. Stupid, stupid, Stupid!” Vitani hadn’t stopped mumbling since they crossed the border back into the Outlands. And worse still, she was starting to limp. With the battle fervor all but diminished, the ache of a bruised body exacerbated her bad mood. Concerned, Njema pulled on the haunch they were carrying and stopped.   He lowered the meat onto the ground, giving Vitani and Kovu little choice but to do the same. “We’re far enough. Let me look at you, Tani.” Hackles raised, the middle sibling backed away

*~My Good Heart~* Okay, so it was most definitely anticipation. To be “on call”. To do some actual Healer work! The day couldn’t go by fast enough, as far as Njema and Chatunga were concerned. Learning the Uponyaji Arts was all well and good. But what was the point of learning if you couldn’t put it into practice? And while it was true Njema had aided Imara with her ear infection, somehow this felt more…official, in a sense.   Thus, when night fell, Abaddon instructed which herbs and rocks Njema was to keep in his pouch and which flowers and sticks for Chatunga to carry with his tail. After preparations were mad

Chapter 3 ~ Bolts From the Blue Nala had stopped running some time ago, not caring where her paws took her, just needing to put distance between her and… She paced under the wide canopy of a yellowwood tree, her chest tight and heaving as she angrily suppressed her tears. She made a mistake. It was not the time to bring her woes with Simba to the forefront. Her eldest cub, her heart, her Kopa—his wellbeing was paramount.   “Dammit…” the young queen growled under her breath, swiftly turning to continue her aggravated march once more. With the dawn having long since passed, the sun was nearing its zenith in the sk

*~ My Good Heart ~* Kopa hadn’t been able to shake what had happened to him at the water hole from his head. That little aardwolf pup… Was he real? Was Abidemi real? Or a hallucination? Or… Kopa swallowed. Was he really a ghost? He knew spirits existed. After all, the Great Kings of the Past were spirits. But he always thought there had to be some sort of special circumstance to make them appear. Like almost dying… Furthermore, Abidemi was an aardwolf, not a lion. But all animals became spirits when they died. It was all part of the Circle of Life. When they died, their bodies returned to the earth while the spirit