Seeking Answers;; (Open)

[Indigo<3]

The sun hung low in the western sky, dusk was falling across the savanna, and many animals were preparing for their night time activities. She often found a sense of peace in these evening hours, her mind drifting back to a earlier time in her life. The breeze was cool across her fur as she walked slowly towards the Ghost Rocks. Many of the pride members thought that these rocks were haunted by the vengeful ghost of Taka. The Red King that had caused so much grief for the pride not so long ago. Sarabi had her doubts that his spirit remained here, but she came to look none the less. Even though he had ended up evil and tainted she did not wish him to suffer in his after life for those particular deeds. She was here for some time alone, a time to think about the future of the pride as a whole. Her son has a vendetta towards Scar and anyone that was loyal or family of his. Sarabi hated seeing her son so hateful and filled to brim with vengence but it was unchanging at least for now. Approaching the rocks the lioness climbed up onto the tallest rock and turned her gaze out onto the savanna.

In the distance she saw a large herd of zebra grazing, along with wildebeest and gemsbok. The lands had returned to a place of plenty and of paradise. She watched silently as the young animals played safe with their mothers and herds. The pride did not kill the young, pregnant, or herd leaders. It maintained a sense of balance and control and everyone seemed to be better for it. However she did know that Zira and her pride often ravaged the herds at night and would kill anyone that caught reguardless of age or health. She also knew that the Outsiders couldn't be picky if they desired to live. Sighing heavily the dusky feline turned her gaze upwards as she looked at the stars. A few of the brightest had already begun to shine, and she hoped for answers this evening.

She knew that this war was only just beginning, it started with the kidnapping of Kopa. He had been stolen so early in life and her son had assumed it was Zira that had done it. Sarabi had her doubts, sure the lioness was once the Queen and mated to Scar. That did not mean she was foolish enough to risk her families safety and lives. By stealing the crowned prince she put herself in the position to be executed.. she herself thought that it was someone else that had taken the prince. One of the hyenas that had been loyal to Scar.. coming back to cause more drama for the pride they loathed so much. Sarabi had tried to voice this theory to her son but he had been driven by hatred for Zira and had exiled her anyway.

Now the pride was split into two, fights happened constantly along the boundaries. Cubs would be harassed and hurt.. and yet nothing was changing. Her granddaughter Kiara had become friends with Kovu, the crowned prince of the Outsider pride. Much to Simba's disgust and worry.. Sarabi closed her eyes as a breeze ruffled her fur for a moment. If she tried hard enough she could almost smell her mate here with her.. opening her eyes again she looked back at the savanna. Though now it seemed Nala was pregnant with a second litter of cubs, and she new everyone was hoping for a male cub to take the throne when Simba stepped down. Sarabi was just hoping for healthy happy cubs to continue the line..

[Blue]

What was it with her father? Unfortunately, it was a question the teenager had to ask far too often, and this wasn't just the usual hormones of a teenager. From the time she had been small, when her brother had been stolen from them, he had been over-protective and over-bearing. It might not have been too bad if it had lasted a few weeks, even a few months, but she was growing up quickly and he still treated her like a cub! A scowl furrowed her brow as the golden cream ess moved across pride rock, all too aware that if she tried to leave someone would stop her. For a second, she stared longingly across the savannah, caped in the orange glow of sunset, and then she turned her red-gold gaze away to focus on the rock underpaw.

The lashing of her dark-tipped tassel through the air was enough to give away her mood even if you were to miss the scowl upon her face, her whole demeanor seeming negative as she moved onwards. She didn't know where she was going to go - there wasn't really much she could do seems as she was stuck here. But how she longed to be away, to run across the grasses and find... No. She couldn't think that - memories of the cub she had once met often visited her in dreams but to conciously long for his company? Well, it just added to her discontent, really. After all, it wasn't like Kovu had done anything wrong. She understood Zira's exhile, really she did, but there were those she felt had been sent away unjustly.

Finally giving in, she decided to head to the one place she was likely to escape the pride while following her father's rules - the place dubbed the ghost den. Many associated it with Scar, an evil king of whom she had heard many stories, and told stories of how his ghost haunted the place but if it did... Well, she'd never seen it, and she wasn't one for listening to such nonsense anyway. She didn't even look around as she strode into the area and it was only the scent of her grandmother that made her realise that she was not alone. Her red eyes scanned the dusky form and slowly her expression softened - as angry as she was with her father she knew that her grandmother was not to blame. In fact, she suspected if anyone did understand her it was the older female.

Sighing, she moved over to the lioness and nuzzled her neck affectionately although remaining wordless as she cast her gaze across the savannah again, longing filling her eyes.

[Indigo<3]

Sarabi sensed the approach of her granddaughter long before she felt the nuzzle against her neck. She returned the affection with ease and genuine love, how she adored her grandbaby. Even if the pride saw the princess as a hassle and not fit to take the throne currently, she knew Kiara had potential to be a great Queen one day. However if her son continued to neglect her training and lessons she would never be able to assume the throne when her time came. It was a conversation she had with her son on a nearly daily basis, he was to preoccupied with the conflict and of course Nala's pregnancy. Turning her maroon eyes towards her grandcub she smiled slightly at the teenagers expression. The girl wanted so desperately to be able to go off and explore the lands, to be free so to speak. She wished she could grant her that desire but she could not go against her son's will. "What is the matter honey tree, you look upset.." She questioned the princess softly knowing the answer to this question already.

Almost daily Simba and Kiara seemed to clash, and the pride was becoming uneasy over it. They wanted the security of a good future but this conflict was not giving it to them at all. She remembered a time when Ahadi had done something similar to his son's. Which in turn made Taka into a more tainted dark lion. The fighting had caused a weird drift back then between father and cub and it was happening yet again. Her eldest cub was so sidetracked by vengeance that he did not see the hurt he caused his family. Sarabi knew the pride needed to be whole to be successful, and yet they were separated by miles of land and water.

"You miss him don't you?" She questioned Kiara softly. Kiara had never been around male cubs at least not one's like Prince Kovu. It was indeed a new experience for her, and was probably driving her crazy.