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The Pride Land Chronicles Chapter 4Mufasa and Taka grew more as each day went by, as did their knowledge of the Pride Lands and its laws. Ahadi knew the time was coming when he would have to pick one of them to follow in his paw prints, he'd been putting it off for so long and now his cubs were nearing their teenage years. He had to make a decision and he knew it had to be soon.
"Are you okay?" He heard Uru ask as she sat down next to him at the edge of Pride Rock.
"Yes, Uru. I'm just thinking about our sons." He said with a sigh.
"About which will be your heir?" She guessed as she glanced back to the cave. The sun was only just beginning to rise; the cubs still had a while before they would wake up.
"How did you know?" He asked with a thoughtful frown.
"Since Taka wandered off from you that night when you were talking about the Great Kings you've been looking at them both differently; like you're analysing them." She said in a worried tone.
"How do I pick one of them? It's unhealthy to be faced with choices like this
The Pride Land Chronicles Chapter 2The time passed quickly and Uru soon became a young lioness, she learned very quickly and fast became the leader of the hunting parties. Mohatu was very proud of his daughter and knew she would make an excellent queen. Ahadi on the other hand became a strong male lion and the bachelor of choice for most of the lionesses in the pride, but he already had his eye on someone. Ahadi watched as Uru lead the rest of the lionesses off to hunt for the pride, his tail flicking anxiously as he considered a way to tell her about his feelings for her.
"What's wrong, Ahadi?" Mohatu asked as he walked up to the younger male. He noticed Ahadi was nearly his height now and had become a much stronger lion than when they had met.
"Oh, it's nothing." He said with a friendly smile to the king.
"They'll be back soon." He said with a knowing smile as he began walking over to the waterhole. Ahadi was dumfounded for a moment before he realised the king was smart enough to see the signs of his crush on Uru.
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
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