You were starving. Scar was starving your tribe and you had to find some food to bring back to everyone. You held your spear tightly and heard something in the bushes. You crept towards the bush and threw your spear. You heard a squeal and smirked. Quickly you jumped from behind a bush to just see a small slender boy and fat guy with your spear stuck in his jack. You sigh. "Sorry about that." You said, taking your spear back. Suddenly you were tackled onto the ground. "Don't you dare touch my friends." You hear a male voice growl in your ear. You growl back and push the man off of you and held the spear above your head, ready to strike. You looked at the male and gasped, the red hair, the yellow eyes, the marks on his neck and shoulders. It was him. "S-Simba?" You asked softly, lowering your spear. He looked taken aback at how you knew his name, he looked closer at you and grinned. He picked you up and spun you around. "(Y/N)!" He said happily and set you down. You couldn't believe it was him, he was safe.
A/N
I'm back! I've been really busy with school and family stuff but I am back, I'm still not rping but I will be updating this book more
