"Oh, the termites!"
Nuka growled and slumped down on his behind once more to frenetically try and scratch off the termites that kept feasting on his skin. "It's always me! WHY is it ALWAYS ME!?" he complained, as sulky as always.
Kovu worried neither for his brother's termite problem or his loud complains, for the young cub now saw his chance to escape his watcher... And quiet as a shadow, through the still lingering morning mists, he sneaked off.
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Nuka and Kovu :3