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pulled away, ripping one of his talons away in the process. As the other eagle came straight toward me, I turned directly into the direction he was coming from, he veered up to avoid me, but I went up even more so I could pass him and not get hurt. It worked very well. The one that just had a talon ripped out was not concentrating and flew straight into his partner coming from the other side trying to hit and avoid me at once.
This basically finished it for me. I came down, grabbed both their backs with my claws, and ripped them back out along with a hunk of flesh. The two eagles instantly turned away and never came back. I went home and told my parents immediately. They were so proud that their firstborn son had protected his flock without any help.
What he didn’t tell Zazu was that the battle never involved any fighting. It was a battle of wits and Kucha was very good at things like that. Also, the eagles just loved seeing little baby hawks so after a little while of arguing a moot point, they pretended to run away as if this little baby had scared them away with his fearsome beak.
One day Zazu asked a more personal question, “Why did you leave? You seemed to get everything you wanted over there.”
“Of course I did and that’s why I left. I needed to learn how to live on my own.”
“Well judging by your stories Kucha, you learned to do that a day before you were born!” Zazu reminded him.
“No Zazu, I’ll tell you later maybe, now isn’t the time.”
“Please? I need to know your past to trust you. I’ve told you mine in all my stories. They were chronological and were completely true. Do it for a lifelong friend of yours.”
Kucha relented in sight of this argument. here’s my story…”
Where to Look: Chapter 7
Ahadi had just smelled the terrible burned smell when he woke up. He wrinkled his nose and hoped it would go away. He saw Rafiki close by in something that looked like a trance and also apparently smelling this smell.
“Rafiki! Are you awake what happened?” Rafiki didn’t hear him or at least didn’t acknowledge Ahadi’s presence. It was alright, it was still the middle of the night with the wind at this time. His sons still hadn’t come back, but that was understandable with the winds outside. He could only hope they weren’t dead.
The entire pride was wrinkling and scrunching their muzzles trying to ignore the smell in their sleep. Ahadi just lay down and watched everything. There was now a light rain outside to add to the depressing mood. This would be his worst night ever, he was sure.
About an hour later, when the first hints that the wind was letting up, that Rafiki woke up. Ahadi confronted him about his trance immediately. “What did you see in your ‘trance’?”
“Ahadi, I just had a visit from king Dhiki. To put it the happiest way, your youngest son, Taka, will have some sort of terrible curse put on him, and will try to destroy the pride and someone from our pride has to kill him. To put in the worst way possible, Taka will try to kill you and just about everybody else that will be descended from you so he can rule. He will suffer some sort of accident that will cause him to think that he needs to do these things. Unless someone that is descended from you kills him, the entire pride and pridelands will be utterly destroyed.”
Ahadi was crushed. The only way to prevent this from happening he saw was to either kill his own son, or keep Taka where nothing could possibly hurt him. Neither of these options could work very well at all. The only one that might work is if he killed Taka himself, or maybe even Mufasa could do it with his help. No, it couldn’t be done. The pride will always have a curse on itself even if it somehow lived through the reign of Taka.
After thinking all this through, Ahadi could do just one thing, appoint Mufasa as king and hope Taka would be competitive enough to challenge it and Mufasa could win. He went out into the lightening wind to find his sons so they could hear this news.
As he climbed out of priderock, the other lionesses were beginning to wake up. Ahadi got two of them to help him find his sons.
They all searched for a place some young cubs could hide during a windstorm like that. Because there were so few places like that, they quickly discovered their hiding place behind the tree. Unfortunately, both were gone by now.
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Where to Look: Chapter 7
Ahadi had just smelled the terrible burned smell when he woke up. He wrinkled his nose and hoped it would go away. He saw Rafiki close by in something that looked like a trance and also apparently smelling this smell.
“Rafiki! Are you awake what happened?” Rafiki didn’t hear him or at least didn’t acknowledge Ahadi’s presence. It was alright, it was still the middle of the night with the wind at this time. His sons still hadn’t come back, but that was understandable with the winds outside. He could only hope they weren’t dead.
The entire pride was wrinkling and scrunching their muzzles trying to ignore the smell in their sleep. Ahadi just lay down and watched everything. There was now a light rain outside to add to the depressing mood. This would be his worst night ever, he was sure.
About an hour later, when the first hints that the wind was letting up, that Rafiki woke up. Ahadi confronted him about his trance immediately. “What did you see in your ‘trance’?”
“Ahadi, I just had a visit from king Dhiki. To put it the happiest way, your youngest son, Taka, will have some sort of terrible curse put on him, and will try to destroy the pride and someone from our pride has to kill him. To put in the worst way possible, Taka will try to kill you and just about everybody else that will be descended from you so he can rule. He will suffer some sort of accident that will cause him to think that he needs to do these things. Unless someone that is descended from you kills him, the entire pride and pridelands will be utterly destroyed.”
Ahadi was crushed. The only way to prevent this from happening he saw was to either kill his own son, or keep Taka where nothing could possibly hurt him. Neither of these options could work very well at all. The only one that might work is if he killed Taka himself, or maybe even Mufasa could do it with his help. No, it couldn’t be done. The pride will always have a curse on itself even if it somehow lived through the reign of Taka.
After thinking all this through, Ahadi could do just one thing, appoint Mufasa as king and hope Taka would be competitive enough to challenge it and Mufasa could win. He went out into the lightening wind to find his sons so they could hear this news.
As he climbed out of priderock, the other lionesses were beginning to wake up. Ahadi got two of them to help him find his sons.
They all searched for a place some young cubs could hide during a windstorm like that. Because there were so few places like that, they quickly discovered their hiding place behind the tree. ng asleep on the back of Pora.
Ahadi and the two lionesses picked up the scent of Mufasa and headed straight toward the rock. However, Mufasa had learned already that if he didn’t want to be found, he could hide for a long time.
Mufasa, only about half a mile ahead, smelled them first, and picked up his pace a little and went straight for the nearest body of water. He had secretly learned to swim and knew some tricks to stay underwater longer or stay hidden in the lakes or rivers. He only hoped that no other animals would give away where he was.
Ahadi quickly found the scent and followed it to one of the nearby water holes. He was sure Mufasa was here, but the scent ended at the foot of the water. Either Mufasa was farther ahead than they expected and he managed to get into the water to mask is scent for a while, or this was the wrong trail. But it couldn’t be, it was the only possible option.
And then, a horrible thought struck him. His oldest son could be dead! No. He would just go home for now and continue the search tomorrow, maybe he would be luckier.
Mufasa breathed a loud sigh of relief as soon as he was out of earshot. The little air he had gotten through his nose just like an alligator had proven to be enough and his father hadn’t seen it. Now he could get back to finding his brother Taka.
This was to be one of the longest and most adventurous adventures ever attempted and he knew that, but he could just hope everyone would turn out alright. Mufasa took his first safe steps toward Taka, and for him it was just begun.
Taka on the other hand, was having some disturbing dreams about him ripping his entire family to shreds, but he banished them from his mind, and instead found them ripping him to shreds because he had just done the same to him. The world was getting too complicated for a cub like him. Even his dreams were trying to kill him.
The Plan: Chapter 8
“All right Zazu, all those stories were complete lies except the one that I told the most often, you know, the one where I maimed two eagles. That one though is seriously modified; it was just a small argument. No, all through out my childhood, I was the only one that couldn’t seem to do any of those things. What made it worse though, was that I had enormous claws. They made it impossible.”
“Why did the claws make it harder Kucha? Shouldn’t that make it easier to kill?”
“Not if they’re too heavy to fly with and they made you extremely awkward and slow on the ground.
Anyhow, they only made it harder for me and I decided to run away as soon as I was able to. I forced myself to do it a little early and paid the consequences. Some young lion came up and attacked
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