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The young lion breathed heavily, sweat dripping from his muzzle. Dripping from the first wisps of black fur destined to become his mane and running into his eyes. He didn't blink, his gaze trained on the much larger adult female snarling in front of him.

She leapt.

The cub watched, every possibility of her intentions went through his mind in an instant.

She had leapt higher than she needed to. She intending to stun him with her weight.

Her paws were outstretched. She was expecting him to run.

Her claws were extended. She was prepared to kill.

He knew if he were larger, he could have tried to throw her with his back paws, but he was just a cub and she was a full-grown lioness. There was only one possible out.

The cub ran forward rather than back, darting under the lioness as she fell towards him. Her shadow blocked out the sun. That was good. He could use that to know where she was without looking. Watching that shadow, he dug his claws into the earth and turned, pivoting with all his strength. There would only be one chance.

He heard her front paws land and knew he had timed his move right. If the lioness knew what he was doing, it was too late. She was a prisoner of her momentum for a few precious moments. His hindquarters connected with the lioness' feet just before they hit the earth, knocking them sideways. The impact drove the breath from him, shaking his bones.

The cub still couldn't see her as he twisted, but he felt her leg buckle, caving inwards as all of his momentum knocked her legs out from under her.

There was no time to recover. With all his strength, the cub completed his spin and lept.

Not too high. That would give her time to move.

Not too low. He would collide with her body and he would be off balance. Easy prey again.

Just right, soaring through the air and landing on the lioness' neck. He didn't speak, or make any exclamation of victory. He simply pressed his teeth deep into the lioness' neck. Holding tight, he reached around with practiced certainty, pressing a claw to the lioness' jugular vein.

Small he might be, but she wouldn't shake him free easily with his teeth deep in her flesh. All he had to do was open her neck and hold on.

The lioness paused as if considering her position, then laughed.

"Good. Very good."

The cub breathed a sigh of relief and released, letting himself drop back to the earth, gasping for breath as the exertion hit him. Pain radiated from his hip where it had struck Zira's hind leg. It would be swollen tomorrow.

"Well done, Nuka. That's enough for today."

"Thank you, mother," the cub responded, trying to mask how proud her words made him. He sat, trying to breathe evenly, looking forward despite the sweat burning his eyes, awaiting his next instruction.

"One more thing. I must go hunt. You will wait here. You will be here, as you are now when I return."

The cub gulped once. He had hoped his training was done for the day. But it was never over when he hoped it was.

It was never over, ever.

Trying to steel his voice, he nodded once. "Yes, mother."

"Who are you?"

"Scar's son!"

"What is your destiny?"

"I will avenge Scar! I will take his place in the Pridelands!"

"Who is the enemy?"

"Simba!"

"What must you do?"

"Kill him!"

Nuka couldn't see his mother, but he heard her chuckle behind him. He didn't like it when she laughed like that. He wished she would laugh like she used to, but now he wondered if maybe those memories weren't real.

He even thought he remembered Simba, from a long time ago. It wasn't a bad memory. Just a big golden-furred blur next to his mother, both of them laughing about something. He had mentioned it to his mother once and been beaten.

As if fearing his mother might read his thoughts, the cub sat up straighter, clearing his mind.

"Exactly where I left you," Zira repeated.

Then she was gone.

The wind blew through his fur in long, intermittent gusts. Nuka didn't look around himself. He focused forward, standing at attention even once his back began aching and his paws hurt. Mother could return at any time, and if he wasn't where she left him, no aches would compare to his punishment.

More sweat ran into his eyes as the sun hit its peak, but he refused to shake it off. He did his best to blink it away, and amused himself by reciting everything he knew about the lands around him and their rulers. It would be valuable information one day. Diplomacy would be a powerful tool to bring down the Pridelanders.

There was a rustle in the grass to the side. Nuka sat straighter, hoping his mother had returned early. She was usually in a good mood when she caught something early.

Then the smell hit him, raising every hair on his back. That wasn't his mother.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here, Ed?"

Hyenas! He could see them as they emerged from the tall yellow grass to his side. Every instinct in him told him to run. To run fast.

But he had been told to stay here no matter what. That was what he was going to do. He would talk his way out of this.

"You don't belong here!" He shouted, daring to turn his head just the slightest bit. "This is Outlander territory!"

"Ooh, you hear that, Ed? We done wandered into Outlander territory! Why this here must be the King of the Outlands! Oh, your majesty, you don't mind if we just pause here for lunch do you?" Another hyena emerged from the grass, laughing uproariously with the first. Nuka didn't like the look of him at all. His eyes were weird.

He racked his brain, looking for any information he could find, trying to ignore the stinking beasts as they headed towards him.

Spotted hyenas, approaching from the east. One was named "Ed." An odd name, so probably Elephant Graveyard refugees. A lot of them had weird names. No one lived there now, but a lot of the ones who had moved even farther east back before he was born. Zira complained about how much they ate sometimes, but technically they were vassals, sworn to serve the Outlanders in exchange for food. She had gone to meet with them many times, but he was never invited along.

It was a risk, but he had to take it.

"Even Borderlanders should know better than to trespass," he yelled, wishing his voice didn't sound so thin in the open air. "If you touch me, not only will my mother tear you to pieces, but the prey sharing treaty will be over. Do you really want to war for food with the Outlanders?"

The hyenas stopped, and the cross-eyed one made a sound like "Whaihahaa?" Nuka felt a surge of hope. He had been right, and they were listening.

"My my my! We got a smart one one, don't we Ed?" The cross-eyed hyena nodded dramatically. "Yeah real smart, real smart." The talking one came closer, and Nuka realized he was trembling.

He reached deep, but all his training didn't make it stop.

"There's just one problem there, kid. See, my name's Banzai. Maybe you've heard of me?"

Nuka shook his head slowly.

"Damn, they don't teach kids these days history or nothin'!" Banzai lamented to his friend, who was slowly walking up to where Banzai sat, mere feet away. The one called Ed started circling and the hairs on Nuka's nape stood back up.

"I've met your mom once or twice, you know. Eara. Beera. Whatever her name is. Ran into her back when she was running with this crazy cat we used to hang around. Maybe you've heard of him. Called himself Scar?"

Nuka's ears stood straight up. This hyena had known Scar, the great king?

"Oh yeah, they were all over each other for a while there!" The hyena laughed mirthlessly. "Remember that, Ed? Caught 'em fuckin' at least a dozen times. Couldn't keep their paws off each other! Or their tongues. Pretty much you name it, they were stickin' it someplace."

Nuka blushed under his fur as Ed laughed behind him. "That... That doesn't seem..." he recovered his composure a little, deciding on another gamble. "Well, you'll be glad to know that I am Scar's son. I am going to avenge him and make the Pridelands great again!"

Banzai burst into laughter. The hyena actually fell over on his side, helpless in his mirth. Nuka took a step back. Then two. This wasn't going well. Not well at all. He would get punished, but this might be his only--

The cub backed right into Ed, and felt his arms pinned to his sides. Despite himself, he gasped, and the hot musky scent of hyena engulfing him.

Banzai rose, grinning evilly through his chuckles, stalking slowly towards the helpless lion boy.

"Yeah you look about like the kind of cub Scar'd have," he sneered. "I'll give you this kid, you're a hell of a lot braver than your old man. But see, the thing is, your old man, Scar? You know what he did? He fucked us over real good, that's what he did. And what happens when we make it right? Well, I'll tell you. Your old lady? She goes and kills our best friend, didn't she, Ed?"

Nuka felt something hot touch the top of his head, and realized with horror it was the hyena's tongue. He could feel drool beginning to drip down his face as the hyena made a horrible cackling sound, part laugh, and part growl: "Ooooh! Hehehehe. Heeeeghhhrr."

Nuka could feel it rumbling from the hyena's chest. It didn't sound like laughter. It sounded like hate.

"I- I didn't..." the cub stammered, looking around for any way out.

"You didn't know? Aww, that's okay kid. We don't take things personal or nothin'. Not me and ol' Ed here." The hyena stepped closer until his big bulbous nose pressed against the lion cub's. "Naw. I think we should all be reaaaal close friends."

Nuka was so confused he didn't even notice Ed's paw had moved. With a lurch, the hyena shoved the cub's face forward. Nuka screamed, expecting his life to end in a flash of jaws. He was in no way prepared as Banzai turned his head and opened his muzzle.

The cub's eyes grew wide as he felt his muzzle fill with Banzai's tongue. The big hyena pressed his muzzle to Nuka's, sucking the breath from the cub's lungs in a rush. Hyena drool began filling his mouth, dripping from the sides of his lips as Banzai and Ed held him in place, the stench of hyena breath filling his senses.

Everything caught up in a rush and Nuka screamed a shrill, muffled sound and bit down with all his might. Banzai snarled, moved back an inch and cuffed the cub across the muzzle.

Nuka was no stranger to being hit, but not when he was unable to move. Stars danced in his vision and his head swam so hard he barely felt it when he was dropped to the ground. Feeling his freedom, he took two full steps before Ed grabbed his tail.

"MOM!" He screamed in desperation, "Mom, help!"

"Ooooh. Oooohohoho! Hyeeeh." Banzai growled, slowly stalking around the cub. He spat blood into the dirt and licked his lips. "Oh, I was hoping you'd do something stupid, little bitch."

Nuka looked behind himself in terror as Ed yanked his tail up high, giggling. He tried to spin and pounce, as he had been trained to do when grabbed by the tail, but Banzai immediately knocked him back to the ground, hard. His vision swam.

Nuka stood, legs shaking. He was helpless, he realized. He was a good fighter, but he knew what was expected of him when training. These hyenas were unpredictable, strong, and so much bigger than him.

Banzai saw the look in his eyes and growled.

"That's right. Ain't no fighting out of this one, kid. You wanna live?"

Nuka nodded slowly.

"Then keep that tail up." The cub gasped and dug his claws into the dirt as Ed stuffed his nose under Nuka's tail. His tongue followed, pressing and lapping at his balls and tailhole. The hyena dug in without a care, heedless to sweat and grunge, large tongue pressing firmly in places the cub had never imagined.

"What are you doing?" Nuka cried, eyes wide, his voice shrill with revulsion.

The hyenas just ignored him. "Mm, I dunno. I think this little scamp still thinks he's somethin'. It look that way to you, Ed?" Ed nodded, his tongue rubbing roughly up and down under Nuka's tail.

"You think you're somethin', kid? Let's hear it: who are ya?"

Nuka stood with all four legs spread as if hugging the ground. Nothing had prepared him for this. He couldn't make sense of the situation at all.

"I... I'm Scar's..."

"Oh yeah, yeah that's right. Scar's kid. You know ol' Scar? He always used to piss me right off. Even when he wasn't being a royal ass. He pissed off Ed here too. Pissed off Shenzi more than both of us put together. Maybe that's what you need too. To get a little pissed. Off."

"Oooh! Hehehehehe." Ed commented.

"Yeah, I think so too," Banzai agreed. "Bitch needs to learn. You ain't Scar's." The hyena leaned in, pressing his muzzle almost to the ground so he was eye to eye with the petrified cub. "You're ours! Now open your mouth. Wide."

Nuka hesitated, and Banzai growled at him, lifting a paw. The cub opened his muzzle, eyes filled with confusion and fear.

"Good! Good!" Banzai stood back up, "Look up at me."

Nuka did, keeping his mouth open until his jaw ached.

"Oh you are a smart one," the hyena sneered. "Now if you close that muzzle, smartykit, I'm going to have Ed here bite your balls clean off. You understand?"

Ed cackled loudly and Nuka felt a tear come to his eye as he nodded, still not understanding. He felt teeth under his tail. Everything about this felt wrong.

Banzai licked his lips, turned sidelong and lifted one leg. Nuka had one split second for the horror of the situation to sink in before a gush of yellow hyena piss splashed over his face.

"Hehehehe, did I say pissed off? I guess I meant pissed on!" Whoops of laughter from both Ed and Banzai filled the air, which did nothing for Banzai's aim. The pungent stream went everywhere before returning to splash over Nuka's face, coming to rest in his open mouth. The cub closed his eyes tight, tears of rage spilling freely now only to mix with the hyena marking matting his fur to the skin. The acrid stream filled his muzzle, making him want to gag, but all he could do was feel it spill from his open muzzle or slide down his throat as he struggled to breathe.

"Hehehe, I dunno, I think this is too easy for him!" Banzai laughed. "Let's try this!"

Nuka watched with disgust as the hyena dropped his leg and turned. The cub could do nothing as Banzai crouched in front of him and pressed his wet, still-dripping sheath into the cub's face. The hyena put a paw on the back of his head, pulling his open muzzle over his sheath and releasing a fresh stream of marking into the cub's throat.

Banzai growled deep in his throat, bucking his hips and listening to Nuka gag, trying not to close his mouth while almost entirely unable to breathe.

"Mm. Sure wish I could have done that to Scar," he yipped to a chorus of laughs from Ed. "Kid's getting me hard and everything!"

At the last minute, as Nuka's vision began to swim, Banzai stepped back, admiring his work. Nuka couldn't avoid seeing the long flash of pink hanging from his sheath now.

"Close your damn mouth, kid. You look like a fish! Haha!" As Nuka gasped for breath, Banzai grabbed his nape, lifting him roughly.

"Now you don't smell like nothin' but our plaything. So if I ask Who are you', you got only one answer, you hear? You're our little bitch." Banzai grinned, showing off his teeth as he lowered Nuka back to the ground. The cub didn't bother standing this time. He just layed in the puddle of hyena piss under him, rump raised as Ed continued licking him.

"Let's give this another try." Banzai cajoled. He patted Nuka's head with false kindness.

"You think you're somethin', kid?"

Nuka sniffled, looking upwards. "Yes."

"Oh, you do?" Banzai said, mock amazement in his tone, putting a paw behind his ear as if to hear better. "And what would that be?"

Nuka snarled, defiance flowing through him. "Scar's son!"

He rolled, and felt Banzai's paw miss him by a hair. Ed made a whooping sound as the cub slid out of his unprepared grasp.

The scent of hyena piss filled his lungs and stinging liquid dripped into his eyes. Dirt stuck to his wet fur as he rolled. He ignored all of it.

He could do this. He had to.

Two hyenas. Strong, fast. Scars, but no visible injuries. One mentally unstable.

He could use that.

He turned as if to flee and heard them both lunge after him in pursuit. He took only a few steps before turning as fast as he could, banking left towards the unstable one. Counting on his reflexes being slower than his friend's.

Whether he was correct or lucky, he slid through Ed's legs before either hyena could adjust to his sudden change in velocity.

He heard the two hyenas shriek as they collided, Banzai knocking Ed off his feet and falling over him with a string of curses as he tried to follow the cub's turn, ending in a tumbled pile with Banzai on top, legs trapped beneath a squirming Ed.

Nuka knew he should run, but he also knew that, for the moment, the hyenas were helpless. The cub growled and turned, swiping with all his strength at the fallen hyena's nose. He was gratified to feel the flesh split under his claws. A splash of blood wetted the sandy ground. Payback for their--

Everything went black. Nuka never even saw the paw that hit him. His head buzzed like it was filled with termites. He didn't feel a thing as he hit the ground.

He felt nothing when the teeth sank into his nape.

He felt nothing as he was tossed through the air, and he felt nothing when he landed.

Just the faint sensation of pressure and the buzzing of the termites in his skull.

He could hear words, but they didn't make sense. Was he under water? That was weird, but he liked water.

".......what were you.....SHIT......hold him next.........."

The voices didn't sound nice. He wished they would go away so he could enjoy the water.

"...son of a BITCH that hurts!"

Nuka's eyes opened as consciousness returned. Ed was cackling, which ended in a yelp when Banzai cuffed him across the face.

Banzai turned and grabbed Nuka again.

This time he felt everything.

He felt the teeth pierce the flesh of his nape, and screamed. He felt himself lifted into the air so fast his body swung against the hyenas face. His instincts told him to grab, to claw, to fight; but he was too tired. Too groggy.

He felt it as he hit the ground again and every bone is his body rattled. His breath left his body in a painful woosh, leaving him gasping. Seeing stars.

He wanted to rise and run. He lifted himself, took a half-step and fell, his vision spinning.

It was over.

"Wooooo! WOO! I did NOT realize you were gonna be so much fun, pussycat!" Banzai shook his head, blood flying into the grass. His body blocked out the sun as he stood over Nuka.

"Please..." Nuka managed to gasp. He winced as Ed roughly rolled him onto his belly again from behind. He held him tight this time, claws sinking deep into his sides. Pressing him into the ground.

Banzai crouched, grabbed him by the cheeks, and lifted his head. Nuka closed one eye just in time as the hyena spat on his face.

"One last chance, kittycub," he snarled. "Who are you?"

"Your bitch," Nuka whimpered. "I'm your bitch, I promise! Please let me go."

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Banzai growled, and dropped the cub to the ground. One big hyena paw landed on Nuka's head and Banzai thrust his hips forward, smashing his firm sheath into the cub's face. Forcing Nuka's muzzle open.

"Let you go? Bitch, we ain't even started the fun, yet!"

Nuka struggled, but his efforts weren't even noticed. The hyena's musk flooded his nose, and he felt the firm heat of the predator's hardening cock on his tongue. The hyena pressed forward harder, and Nuka flailed, limbs powered by survival instinct. The thick adult sheath forced him to spread his muzzle as far as he was able. He felt Banzai's cocktip press down the back of his throat and gagged. Splashes of blood and spit rained down on him from above.

"Oooooooh! Rraahhhaha!" Ed commented from behind. Nuka shrieked out the last of his breath around Banzai's shaft as he felt something press into his tailhole from behind. His claws scraped the earth, lifting little clouds of dust into the air. He tried to turn, but Banzai held him in place.

"Mm! Uh-uh-uh! You don't worry about that, little bitch. You focus on your new daddy." Banzai and Ed laughed and Nuka had to fight not to gag again as the hyena began thrusting roughly, humping his face. His throat was beginning to feel raw, the back of it bruised and he could feel strange liquid in his mouth. The taste was awful.

"You'll thank us later! You got a tight lil' ass there and I'm a biiiiiiig boy!"

That made the hyenas laugh again, but Nuka didn't know what the words meant, and he no longer thought he cared. The pain in his rump was excruciating. He was pretty sure Ed had his paw pressed in there. Maybe his whole paw, for how bad it hurt.

Then Ed pressed again, and the pain doubled. Nuka screamed, tears flowing. He didn't even notice that Banzai had pulled back. He tried to pull himself away, but all his muscles still felt like they were trapped in mud.

"An' that's just two!" Banzai grinned, leaning down and licking Nuka's ear, leaving a disgusting trail of saliva in the fur.

"I know, I know. You're just crying for somethin' bigger, am I right?" Banzai's wicked grin spread wider, and Nuka's eyes focused on the long hard cock bouncing between the hyena's legs.

Nuka quaked in terror as Banzai stalked out of his vision. There was a moment of relief as Ed pulled his pawtoes out of the battered cub. Nuka tried to run again, but his legs just slid fruitlessly against the dusty earth. He went nowhere.

"Mom!" Nuka cried, but his voice barely worked after the rough treatment of his throat.

He shuddered as he felt Banzai slide over him from above. He struggled again as Banzai wrapped a paw around his waist, pulling him between the hyena's legs. Feeling up Nuka's sheath as he did. Teasing inside of it with a claw and making the lion cub whimper.

He knew what this was now. They wanted to make him their female.

"Mooom!" He cried again, crying tears of helpless humiliation.

"Mommy ain't comin' pussycat," Banzai almost purred in his ear. The hyena held him down, and he felt something hard under his tail.

"MOM! MOOOOOOOOM! No! No no no, please! Mom!"

"You wanna know a secret?" Banzai's muzzle was right against the cub's ear now, his voice a gruff whisper. Nuka couldn't respond. His body wouldn't stop shaking. Banzai cackled, giving his ear a soft lick that made Nuka whimper.

"Your momma's the one that sent us."

Then came the first thrust.

Nuka didn't even hear himself scream. The hyena's words hung around him, thick like a suffocating cloud.

"Mm, yeah! I bet momma's out there watchin' right now!" Banzai insisted in a pleasured gasp, thrusting again. "Probably got half a paw up her nasty-ass cunt, too! Haha!"

His mind told him it was the truth and his heart begged him to believe it was a lie.

But he knew it wasn't a lie.

The weight on his back suddenly increased and Banzai snarled. The hyena turned for a moment, his thrusts slowing.

"Fuck! Ed! Get off me, you fucking fag! Gods!"

Ed said something. Somewhere Nuka registered surprise. He heard words.

"Fine. This once," Banzai grumbled, then growled. Then groaned. Nuka felt the momentum against his back as Ed began thrusting into Banzai.

Nuka lay pressed into the dirt as Banzai all but laid on top of him, his cock sliding to the sheath in the cub's ass, and a fresh wave of pain rolled over him. He realized he was still screaming.

He knew it was true. He felt like, once, he would have known why he knew. But it didn't matter. He knew.

Both hyenas started thrusting in earnest now, the air thick with a mix of groans and cackles and the scent of sweating hyena. Nuka didn't move. He wasn't screaming anymore. Or maybe he was.

It was true. It had to be.

Something broke.

He heard sounds above him. Words.

"I'm fucking close. Let's make him pretty for his momma, eh Ed?"

"Oooh ooh yeah! Let's paint him like a zebra! Hehehe!"

He felt the weight on him lessen, then Banzai's cock slip out. He felt the heat of the sun and then two shadows blot it back out.

He felt as a rain of sticky, wet hyena spunk rained down on him. It ran into his eyes and ears and filled his mouth. He didn't move.

The hyena's laughter seemed endless.

It didn't matter.

"What are you?" He heard Banzai demand above him.

He didn't answer, even when something smacked him in the face. There were more words. Something nudged him.

And then they were gone. They just walked away.

It didn't matter.

---

"I dunno. I think we kind of fucked him up, boss." Banzai looked behind himself as if considering the small dark lump in the distance. "He's all... Shivery. Ain't talkin' or yellin' or nothin'."

Zira snarled, raising a paw and considering her unsheathed claws one by one. "Then he's weak! He was supposed to be the chosen one! Fuck!"

"Wait," Banzai sniffed the air, staring at Zira's matted paw. "Were... Were you fucking your paw just now? Like, actually getting off watching us work out there? I was just talkin' shit! That's fucked up, even for us."

"Ewwwwwhehhehheh," Ed agreed.

"Kind of hot too. You know, we like nasty girls out on the Border. Why don't you come on out--"

The lioness snarled, not condescending to answer. Her eyes dared the hyena to continue.

"Eh, maybe another time," he offered instead as the lioness stared him down. "Whaddya want us to do?"

"He is Scar's son. But I need a weapon that doesn't break under pressure. Without that weapon, there is no victory. Without victory, there will be no succession! I've spent seasons training that cub! Seasons! And he fails me now?" The lioness slammed her paw into the dust, claws tearing at nothing.

Banzai spoke with uncharacteristic care. "I mean, we did him up pretty good. Like you asked. Not like he was gonna get away or nothin'."

"He wasn't supposed to escape you, idiots!" Zira growled. "He was supposed to survive you! To come to me with pride and plans of vengeance in his heart!"

For a moment she was silent, and the hyenas looked at each other.

"That lion is a tragedy. Still. There is a backup plan."

"The little dark one, or the girly one that always tries bittin' me?"

Ed laughed at the memory.

"The dark one," Zira growled, eyeing they giggling hyena as if considering if he were worth skinning alive.

"He isn't Scar's. But then, I suppose, there would be a delicious irony to seeing Simba brought to ruin by the son he doesn't know he has..."

Zira stared off into the distant sky, and the hyenas shrank back a step; watching madness flicker to life in her unfocused gaze.

She spoke without looking down, eyes moving back and forth as if watching ghosts, her voice heavy with command.

"...Take it and go. Bring me back a weapon or bring me back a corpse. You have a week. Do whatever you want with it. If it doesn't escape or kill you by then, it's no use to me."

"Look, you're the boss, and I ain't sayin' he ain't a fun piece or nothin' but--"

Zira turned with a roar, the ember of madness flaring into an inferno. The hyenas cowered, flinging themselves to the ground as she rounded on them.

"Do NOT forget the terms by which you do not STARVE, hyena! By which I do not strip your flea-ridden flesh from your maggot-ridden bones! By which I do not make you pray to your twice-befouled gods for death like I did your kings-forsaken, murderous pack bitch! GO!"

Zira watched the hyenas scamper away, the scent of fear trailing behind them. Ed grabbed Nuka's limp form by the nape without breaking stride. The cub didn't make a sound as they dashed away with him.

A pang shot through her. An echo of regret that belonged to a lioness who no longer lived. She snarled and crushed the feeling as she would a termite. Breathing heavily and shaking despite herself, she licked her paw. It was still wet with the juices of her pleasure, and she shivered as clarity returned in the memory of her orgasm. The pure pleasure of another's pain.

The pleasure Simba would bring her before he died.

"Bring me back my weapon," she muttered and turned, stalking towards the rows of termite mounds on the horizon with single-minded focus.

Kovu's training began now.