Mufasa the king of pride rock had recently passed, the females of our tribe took the time of no reign to kick me out of the tribe. There was no real reason, they just didn't like me because of my refusal to 'mate' with our king.
So i walked the desert alone no food, no water and only rags too cover myself, with whereas in the tribe i'd have a dress with jewellery for being in the king's harem despite ever having any relations with him, due to my refusal. But Mufasa was a good man so he never forced anything on me if i didn't want to.
I sighed wiping the sweat off my forehead with the back of my forearm, in any moment i could have a heat stroke, and if this was a story of some sort i probably would.
My vision began to grow blurry and i saw triple of everything, not that there was much to see. My legs dragged through the sand a
My name is (Y/N) (L/N), daughter of King Simba and Queen Nala of the lion clan. My elder twin sister Kiara was next in line for the throne, she's 12 minutes older than me. I lived in my sisters shadow, she was the one my parents looked out for most...well my father would look out for her most, my mother cared for us equally.
And naturally my sister got the guy, Kovu. Adopted son of my father's ex nemesis Scar. He had a remarking resemblance to Scar but there were differences. The age being one and the personality another. Kovu was kind, yet devious. Scar was evil and devious. But both were misunderstood.
I sighed as I sat in the cave my mother combing through my hair as I watched Kovu nuzzle and cuddle with my sister. My mother chuckled "green was never your colour dear" she hummed.
I rolled my eyes "neither was blue" I said a saddened look on my features. My mother sighed putting down the comb and turning me around