Next chapter… sorry its kinda dull. Trying to get inspiration.

“Its just so weird and unfair.” Complained Chumvi, who lay curled by Kula and Nala. “Were hungry enough as it is sharing with those hyenas, and now we have to share with these…these outsiders?!”

Kula nodded and sighed, stopping her play with Nala to look at him. “I agree with you. Life is difficult, but it was nice of Scar not to turn them away. They were all really thin and weak looking.”

“Scar’s stupid for not turning them away. Sure, he doesn’t know what its like. He and the hyenas eat like kings, but we starve.” Chumvi retorted, snorting slightly as he grumpily rest his head on the ground.

Nala shook her head. “Your just upset you have to share.” She said with a giggle, sitting as she groomed her right paw. “I actually like that the new lionesses are here. Maybe Scar will get a girlfriend and be nicer.”

Kula quirked a brow at her. “How would getting a girlfriend change anything about Scar? He’s grumpy and mean, he always has been grumpy and mean, and he’ll always be grumpy and mean.” She said, nodding her head as if it was an absolute fact.

“I don’t know, Momma said that people get nicer when they love someone.” Nala said, laying down and stretching out in the dirt. “She says it brings out the best in a lion. Since Scar hasn’t shown any interest in the lionesses in our pride, maybe he’ll like one of the outsiders and become nicer.”

“I don’t know, that all sounds like girly fantasy.” Chumvi said, shaking his head. “Besides, not all of those lionesses are nice… in fact, most of them are nearly as grumpy as Scar. What if they just make things worse? What if Scar falls for a lioness that’s just as stupid, grumpy and mean as he is?”

“They aren’t all mean!” Nala said, her tail twitching with slight irritation. She was brought up to not show a bias towards others, especially after their little run in with the rogue lion Ni. “Raven is nice.”

“You mea that white lioness?” Kula asked, quirking a brow at her. “She’s just as grumpy as the rest of them, if not even more.”

“But mum told me that’s just because people make fun of her. I’ve been spending a lot of time with her.” Nala said softly. “She acts tough, but she’s pretty nice.”

“Yea right, you can tell, she barely puts up with you.” Chumvi said, laughing slightly before standing up. “Besides, even Scar wouldn’t go for a lioness like that.”

“Why?!” Nala demanded, her ears back in anger this time. “Because she’s different? What about Ni, he was a rogue, he was different, but he turned out to be really nice. And besides, what about the stories, the legends?”

“Nala… You know she can’t possibly be THAT white lioness…” Kula said, shaking her head. “Besides, aren’t those more so…stories? Fairy tails?”

“I know she might not be that lioness, but what’s the harm in hoping?” Nala said, a soft, distant smile appearing on her face.

Chumvi’s ears went back and he shook his head. “Your just hoping she can grant wishes so you can bring Simba back…” Chumvi said, looking upset and angry now. Remembering Simba hurt him just as much as Nala. “He’s dead Nala!”

Nala’s eyes widened and her ears flattened. “Chumvi, I know that!... But…”

“But what No outlander, deformed, white lioness can bring him back! Stop getting your hopes up and face the facts!” He yelled. “Simba is dead! He’s never coming back! Were stuck with what we have and there is NOTHING we can do about it!”

Tears developed in Nala’s eyes and she looked directly into his eyes. “Your mean! I hate you!” Nala yelled angrily before turning around and running off into the dying long grass of the extensive Pride Lands.

“Nala wait!” Kula yelled, before sighing and shaking her head. Turning she looked sharply at Chumvi. “Your stupid… You know how upset Nala still is about Simba… I hope she’s ok…”

….

Nala, eyes red from crying, walked the border of the Pride Lands along the river across from the outlands. She knew Simba was dead, Chumvi didn’t have to tell her that. But somewhere deep in her heart hoped for his return. Maybe she was just connecting that hope with fantasies of a wishing white lioness. Maybe Chumvi was right… Maybe it was hopeless.

Sitting at the base of the river she let all her emotions out, breaking down and crying as hard as she had since she could remember. It was then that she heard rustling behind her. She assumed that Chumvi had come after her. She turned around, her ears back, her eyes angry. “CHUMVI LEAVE ME….a…alone…” Her voice trailed off, her eyes growing wide with fear as she stared into the faces of Shenzi, Banzi and Ed.

“What? You look a little disappointed to see us…” Shenzi said, chuckling as she began to circle around Nala. “Expecting someone else?”

Nala’s eyebrows furrowed as she tired to be brave. “Leave me alone!” She yelled out, looking out into the distance where Pride Rock was just a small speck in the background. Now she wished that she had not wandered so far from home.

“But why? We just want to have a little bite to eat.” Banzi said, laughing hard, with Ed at his side, cackling along with him. “We have been waiting for a little pay back for the incident back in the Grave Yard… You remember right? Well, there’s no Mufasa to save you this time, is there?”

Nala trembled slightly. “Y-y-your not s-suppose to kill l-lions... It’s Scar’s rule. You d-don’t hurt us…w-w-we don’t hurt y-you… He said it was a… a compromise!” She said, glancing quickly from all of them.

Shenzi looked from Banzi to Ed. “Well…. Scar’s not here… And what’s a missing cub to the pride. The only useful ones are the lionesses…they hunt.” She said with a cackle. “Besides, don’t new kings kill off the old kings cubs?”

Nala was speechless. “You’re lying!” She shouted, but as she did Ed snapped at her, causing her to jump back.

“We’re just doing him a favor!” Banzi said, snickering as he moved forward. “Now, I’m hungry… Enough talking.”

Nala backed up until she reached the edge of the river. She gasped at the raging river, and then looked at the hyena’s. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place. “No!...No Please!”

There was a roar and Raven leapt from the grass, putting herself in between Nala and the Hyenas. The Hyena’s were defiantly taken a back by the white lioness snarling in front of them, and stopped their attack for the moment. “Leave the cub alone!” Raven growled, stepping forward, causing the hyenas to step back.

“Who are you to order us around, outsider?!” Shenzi asked, stepping forward, figuring the white lion was bluffing about her strength, figuring the color deformation would effect her strength.

“I’m just enforcing Scar’s law! No killing one another without just cause!” She snapped, stepping forward to square off with Shenzi. Scar might have been a brute, but he knew that balance between the lions and the hyenas was necessary. The hyenas might have been ruining everything, and taking advantage of the lions, but they were not suppose to attack the pride members without a decent excuse or authority from Scar. But she knew brute force might be needed, when animals were hungry they ignored rules.

Nala cowered behind the white lioness as Raven tensed up to fight, every muscle evident in her huntresses body. The hyenas paused for a moment, but backed off. “You’re a fool, white one.” Shenzi said turning away and walking away. “One day we’ll kill you… and that stupid cub.”

Raven let out a long sigh, allowing her body to relax as the Hyena’s wandered off. She had somehow managed to avoid a fight. Turning to face Nala she looked at her with concerned eyes. “You ok, kid?” Raven asked, panting softly from the adrenalin rush.

Nala nodded quietly, looking up at Raven, still trembling, still to afraid to speak. “What the hell is wrong with you, kid?!” Raven demanded, her ears back, her eye brows furrowing. “What were you doing out here by yourself?! What if I hadn’t been around here? You could have been killed!”

The scolding washed right over Nala, barely reaching her ears. In a bold rush of panic and relief, she jumped forward and nuzzled her face against Raven’s leg, wrapping her front paws around them, sobbing. Raven was shocked, and didn’t move for a while. All she could do was look down at Nala, and try to understand how this little cub felt comforted by her, of all lionesses. Slowly her eye brows arched in a comforting manner and she wrapped a paw around the frightened little cub.

“It’s alright, Nala….” She said softly, leaning down to nuzzle her with her nose. Getting her own personal comfort in the fact that maybe she had done something right for a change. “They are gone…”

…..

On their walk home Raven questioned the cub, after giving her time to cool off. “so what exactly were you doing, wandering around this far out from Pride Rock with our an adult around?”

Nala sighed, looking at the ground. “Chumvi upset me…” She said softly. “It wasn’t his fault really… I was being Silly. I thought that maybe…maybe you would be able to bring Simba back….” She looked up at her with hoping eyes.

Raven quirked a brow at her, trying to figure out what she was getting at. “Alright…First of all… Who is Simba?” She asked curiously.

Nala smiled as she started to talk about Simba. About how he was Prince to the great Mufasa, and how he was her best friend ever. She told stories of their adventures all the way back to Pride Rock. As they reached the base her expression saddened. “But then there was the stamped. For some reason the Wildebeest herd ran through the gorge… And Simba must have been down their playing. King Mufasa tried to save him… But… They both died.”

Raven stopped walking, and looked at the little cub. “You saw this happen?” She asked gently.

Nala shook her head. “The only one who saw it happen was Scar. He said he tried to do his best to save them… But it was too late.” She looked at the ground with a sigh. “he was my best friend…”

“Oh… Oh I’m sorry.” Raven said, running the scenario through her mind. Something didn’t add up completely.

Nala nodded and looked up with her with hopeful eyes. “And this is where Chumvi got angry at me. You… You are the white lioness.” She said with a grin. “Can… Can you bring him back?”

Eyes narrowing slight with shame, Raven shook her head. “I’m afraid I’m not your legend’s white lioness.” She said, moving away from Nala, up the rocks to the den. “I’m not magic, I’m not worth anything, I can’t grant wishes… I can’t bring your friend back. Now go back inside, find your mother, and don’t wander off… I’m sorry…”

Nala watched as Raven wandered off. She bowed her head in sadness, but understood. There were no fairy tails in life. As thankful as Nala was to Raven for saving her life, she was very disappointed…