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"Why, good morning, Taka," Uru said happily. "Fancy meeting you up here." Taka whipped around. Surprisingly, he looked tense and fearful, as if ready to defend himself from a rogue predator. "What do you want?" he blurted. Uru was startled and taken aback. "What do you mean?" she asked uncertainly. "I was just greeting you..." "Just leave me alone!" he shouted, making a dash for the trail. "I don't want to play with you!" Uru, already confused enough, didn't try to stop him. She looked questioningly down at Mufasa-who, strangely, was looking down at his feet. "Mufasa?" she asked tentatively. "Do you know what's going on?" The cub didn't answer; he just pushed past his mother and plodded glumly down the path, leaving poor Uru to puzzle what on earth had transpired between her sons that she didn't know about. GAME OVER |