" the african morning was hot and dry as usual,but something was wrong, nala instincivley knew, she called out a search party while simba went out with zazu pumba and timone on patrol. her paws pulled her to the exact spot. As soon as she took in what had happened her knee's colaped to the ground while she cryed and roared. she hadnt noticed before but a smell lingered on her little boys coat, hesitantly she sniffed his blood soaken fur and noticed the scent of another familiar lioness. at that momement her bloood boiled inside her, her strentgh flowed back into her limbs. she lifted herself up and growled through her gritted teeth 'zira!' "