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Kula, Tama and Nala strolled along the dimming grass of the Pride Lands, aiming toward their friends who had gathered near "The Ring." Chumvi, Malka and Tojo had arranged a set of stones in a misshaped circle within the open savannah. Behind them, the wastes of the barren desert, a perfect backdrop for the contest to come today. The boys knew that Scar had attacked Nala, but thankfully Chumvi kept the details he was privy to quiet. He had begun to rally the boys to decide who would be the one to take down Scar and become the future king of Pride Rock. Though still very young, only a few hairs bristling from their heads, the cubs were eager to showcase their skills to the girls.

"So who do you thinks gonna win?" Kula eagerly asked, snaring Nala and Tama's attention. Tama pondered a moment with a hum, giving the boys a quick look as they played about in the ring.

"I'd bet on Malka. He's always bragging about his big adventures, maybe he'll actually back it up today." Tama replied, giggling with the girls.

"Well I'm betting on Tojo!" Kula proudly stated, throwing up her chin.

"Seriously?!" Tama refuted, parking her backside. "He's such a klutz, only chance he's got is if he fell on one of them."

"Who you betting on, Nala?" Kula cut in, hoping for some support for her choice. Smiling a little nervously, she finally submitted.

"Chumvi I guess."

"You guess?" Tama inquired.

"Ohh, is it because you have a crush on him now?" Kula teased.

"It's not a crush, I just trust him." Nala refuted, doing her best to disguise her feelings. "Besides, he's the one who started this little tournament."

"Hey girls!" Malka called out, shaking out his fur. "Come on, we're ready to start!" Nala, Tama and Kula rushed down to the edge of the ring and took their seats for the show. Chumvi, Malka and Tojo had taken up spots of their own, forming a triangle within the ring.

"So you guys remember the rules, right?!" Chumvi called out, switching between his friends.

"Yeah yeah, last one standing in the ring wins." Malka waved off.

"No claws, no biting the face, and no low blows." Tojo threw in.

"No birds, either." Malka chuckled, nodding to Tojo's back. The two little birds Tojo had befriended were often parked upon his ears or back. Extending his paw, the little ones bounded down.

"Watch for Zazu for us, guys." He whispered, sending them up into the air. "They'll let us know if any of Scar's flunkies or Zazu is coming."

"Cool." Chumvi smiled, riling up his shoulders.

"On three. Two, one, go!" Malka bellowed out. The trio of lion cubs charged in for each other, piling on top of one another in a tussle of growls and cries. Breaking from their ball of mayhem, Tojo squared off with Chumvi and wrestled him up onto his hind legs. Malka exploited the distracted cubs and charged in, knocking the two over to the very edge of the ring. In a snap, Chumvi shot up to meet his attacker and rolled with Malka to the other side of the ring. After a failed attempt to headlock Malka, Chumvi shot to his feet and let Malka find his footing once more.

Tojo decided to use Malka's tactic and charged for the two as they started to wrestle. Shoving Chumvi onto his back, a near mating like position, he threw up his legs and punted Tojo over before he could land the blow. Gloating over his little victory, Malka left himself open to Chumvi. Grinning, the young cub spun his opponent to the edge and kicked him off. Staggering, on his hind legs, Malka could barely keep himself in the ring, and with one good shoulder check from Chumvi, he was taken out of the competition. Nala and Kula cheered while Tama covered her face and sighed.

"Figures." She brushed off. Chumvi squared off with his only remaining competitor. Tojo was uneasy about fighting with Chumvi. Though a bit full of himself, he definitely knew how to hold his own in a scrap. Barely dodging the first lunge, Tojo wouldn't be so lucky with the next. Hoisted up on his feet, he struggled to wrestle his friend to the edge of the ring. Instead finding himself slowly pacing backward. With one good shove, Chumvi nearly bowled him over and with the next tackle he knocked Tojo out of the ring.

"Yeah! I win!" He cheered, parading around the ring. Kula rushed over to tend to Tojo while Nala bloomed a wicked little grin and entered the ring. Chumvi smiled seeing her come to "Congratulate" him. "Well Nala, what do you think of your next king?" He touted.

"I think it's my turn." With that, she lunged for Chumvi and started wrestling with him. The other four cubs watch in awe at the pair of them in the ring. Rolling to the other side, Nala smiled devilishly as she kicked Chumvi high and out of the ring. Giggling as she rose to her feet she took to the center and threw up her chin. "Guess this kingdom needs a queen's touch."

"Hey no fair! This was to decide the next king!" Chumvi protested.

"You can serve as king." Nala flaunted. "If you can pin me."

"Oh yeah!?" Chumvi riled up his shoulders and lunged back into the ring.

"This could go on for a while." Malka sighed, rejoining Kula, Tojo and Tama.

"Well come on then, let's get in there!" Tama cheered. Leading the cubs into the ring, Tojo decided to single out Kula and wrestled with her. Although playful, they carried on with the rules of the game and tried to push one another out of the ring, even teaming up to take out the other pairs. Tama and Nala would team up to take on the boys, swapping between single matches and group tussles. Tojo in particular truly liked singling out Kula however and playing about with her. Contest it may have been, he liked the feel of her body against hist. Kula was softer than Tama or Nala, and certainly smelled better than either of the other boys. But perhaps it was the fact she was developing a knack for sticking up for him and playing with him when he got hurt.

After wearing themselves out and nearly destroying the ring in the process, the group of cubs turned back to Pride Rock for some rest. The day had been half spent and lunch; no matter how slim was direly needed.

"Nala! come my girl!" Sarafina called out from beneath Pride Rock. Many of the lionesses it seemed had gathered there to eat the kills from the day.

"Coming mama!" Nala cried back, rushing to her mother.

"Catch ya guys later, I'm gonna see my mama about some lunch as well." Tama glanced back.

"Yeah, hopefully the hyena's haven't made a pig of themselves on OUR food." Chumvi stated firmly. Kula searched the group over, but couldn't see her mother. She concluded that she had probably been sent to fetch Scar's meal again. Before she could head up the ramp, Tojo pulled lightly on her tail with a smile.

"Hey, Kula?"

"What?" She snapped back somewhat angrily.

"Wanna play after lunch?" Tojo suggested shyly.

"We always play, Tojo." She giggled

"Yeah, but I mean, just us you know. I like spending time with you."

"Aww!" Kula replied, shyly turning away. Darting in for a quick peck on his cheek, she giggled once more and replied. "Of course."

"Hehe, cool!" Tojo blushed, rubbing his cheek a little.

"See you after lunch!" She called back, heading off to find her mother and some much needed food.

Taking her first step onto the ramp, Kula could hear something strange coming from inside Pride Rock. Step by step she cautiously approached, hearing what sounded like brief moans and sharp cries. Drawing closer to the entrance, the voices became more and more familiar. Kula peeked inside, the shock of the sight shaking her body. Scar was mounted atop of her mother, repeatedly jamming his seed soaked member inside her. Strewn off to the side was a dead antelope. No doubt the food she was beckoned to bring for him.

"Stop it Scar!" She begged quietly, trembling and moaning. Scar merely snared her scruff in his maw and pushed his cock in to the hilt. Kula's mother let out another cry, trying to claw her way forward but failed to escape from the twitching pink flesh within her. Little by little Kula could see the trail of seed, ebbing from her mother's body and onto the stone floor. Scar heaved a sigh of relief and released her scruff with a smile, his cock had withdrawn, dangling near her entrance as it dribbled with seed.

"Now now Naima, you must do as your king commands. After all, breeding is part of your duties." Scar lectured.

"I'm not even in heat!" She protested. "Just get off me already! I brought you your food, just stop!"

"Consider it practice then, my dear. You really should get used to it." He carried on. Bringing his meat back to life, he started grazing along her rump, trying to find the hole he had flooded once again.

"Get off me, Scar. Get off, get off, get off!" She shrieked slamming the ground. Kula ducked away and slammed her eyes shut. It always frightened her when her mother raised her voice.

"Silence you arrogant little harlot! I am your king and you will learn to obey me!" Scar commanded, snaring her scruff once again. Kula peered inside just in time to see Scar penetrate her mother, jamming his cock deep inside as she cried out in pain.

"Mama." She whimpered quietly. Kula couldn't stand the sight anymore. It was all too horrible seeing her mother in pain. Her appetite left her, tears in her eyes she fled down the ramp. Finding shelter between a few rocks, the sounds from inside Pride Rock were buried by the soft winds and gentle sounds of the savannah. Kula choked back a few more tears, burying herself in her paws, trying her best to block out the memory of her mother's attack.

After having suffered her degrading experience with Scar, Naima inched her way down the ramp and veered off toward the rest of the lionesses. Slowly easing herself down, she joined in on the remaining meal and picked away a few bites for herself. Sarabi could see that she was in distress. Her head low, ears slightly folded back and her fur seemed a bit unkempt and ruffled. Finishing her bite, Sarabi reached over and rested her paw upon Naima's head. Glancing up to her with a smile, appreciative of the brief affection as Sarabi's paw began to stroke down her back.

"Are you ok my friend?" She asked softly. Naima sighed, hiding her eyes from Sarabi.

"I'll be fine." She dismissed. Sarabi took her paw lower, grazing over Naima's rump and downward toward her genitals. Naima gasped as Sarabi felt the damp seed still clinging to her fur.

"I see." Sarabi whispered softly. "Girls, take the cubs away please. Sarafina and I must talk with Naima."

"Yes, my lady." The lionesses agreed, shooing Nala and the others away. As the cubs and lionesses moved on, Naima lowered her eyes and heaved a heavy sigh.

"Naima, tell me what happened." Sarabi calmly pleaded.

"It was my turn today, you know. Hunting for Scar." She began to explain, little by little bringing her eyes to Sarabi. "But when I came in he just, slid in. Had me on my belly and before I could say anything he just took me."

"Did you try to kick him off?" Sarafina asked.

"Tried." Naima nodded. "Hurts like hell though when he digs his claws into you. I thought he would stop after getting off once but. He just kept pinning me down, over and over again."

"That bastard." Sarafina fumed, sharply turning away.

"This is not the first time he has done such a thing." Sarabi stated. Sarafina glanced to her in surprise, hoping she might break her silence over Nala's attack. "He has done this to other lionesses I'm sure, some perhaps more willing than others."

"Are our cubs, "Willing"?" Sarafina argued.

"Sarafina!" Sarabi scolded.

"No Sarabi. She deserves to know, they all should!"

"Know what?!" Naima begged to know.

"Remember how we spoke about how Scar had attacked, Nala? Well what do you think we spotted him trying to do?" Sarafina emphasized.

"What?!" Naima exclaimed, taken aside by this new low of Scar's. "You can't mean-"

"He tried to rape her." Sarabi finally confessed. Naima felt a sudden shock run through her body. The image it brought to mind was nightmarish. It was torturous enough to suffer Scar's demeaning encounters, but to know her own daughter was at risk was too much.

"We have to keep the cubs away from him! We have to do something!" Naima pleaded in a panic.

"We cannot challenge him." Sarabi refuted. "We can only do our best to protect the young-"

"That's not good enough! Why? Why can't you overthrow him?! You were our queen, you could rule us in his stead."

"I am not strong enough to kill, Scar. Even if I could, his mongrels would intervene. As much as I loathe his rule, I cannot oppose him, not now." Sarabi answered mournfully.

"Then to hell with his rule!" Naima shouted. "I won't stay here, not if I have to suffer the sight of that monster deflowering my baby. I'll never let it happen, ever!"

"Please my child, be patient." Sarabi pleaded. "Working together we can protect our-"

"No Sarabi, I won't take that risk!" She refuted.

"Naima." Sarafina tried to plea.

"I said no! Where's my baby? Where is she?!" She demanded. Sarafina lowered her head and spoke up.

"I'll help you search for her."

Kula gradually unveiled her eyes, her heart slowing from its rampant pace as she pushed the recent images from her mind. Wiping her nose as she sniffled, she dared to glance up from the rocks to find her mother on the prowl for her. Naima spotted her right away and hastily moved in with Sarafina in tow.

"Come Kula, we're leaving." She ordered sternly.

"What do you mean mama?" Kula pleaded.

"This is not up for discussion baby, now come!" She insisted, leaning down to snatch up her scruff.

"But mama, where are we going!?"

"Kula don't argue with me! We have to leave Pride Rock, I'm not staying here with that tyrant looming over our shoulders."

"We're leaving? For how long?" She pleaded once more. Naima wasn't willing to offer up any further explanation. Instead as Kula was snared up by her scruff, it dawned on her what was actually happening. They were going to leave Pride Rock, and they were never coming back.

"Please Naima! Just listen to us!" Sarafina interjected.

"Get out of my way, Sarafina." Naima fired back, her voice muffled by her daughter's scruff. Kula may have shared in her mother's mistrust of Scar, but felt a rush of fear at the thought of never seeing her friends again. Chumvi, Malka, Tama, Nala and especially tojo, their faces flashing through her mind, her heart breaking at the thought of leaving. Kula wouldn't have it. While Sarafina continued to plead with Naima, Kula swung her body in a fit, desperate to try to get away. "Kula, stop it!" Naima barked, her grip on Kula's scruff loosening in the process. With one good swing, she flipped herself up onto her mother's face and leapt off. Befuddled and a little disoriented by the maneuver, Naima unintentionally gave her daughter a head start.

"I won't go!" Kula cried out, rushing around the perimeter of Pride Rock.

"Kula! You get back here right now!" She bellowed, pursuing her daughter. Kula tried to out run her but it was a hopeless endeavor. Spotting a small crack between the rocks, she leapt inside and jammed her body in through the narrow passage. Naima parked her muzzle at the entrance, blocking the light as she shouted once more. "Kula!!" Kula shuddered, her ears falling back as she dug further and further in. Eventually she had forced herself into a larger portion of the den, it's branching paths seeming to lead to multiple points around Pride Rock. The den itself was fairly wide and welcoming, enough room for a few cubs to say the least. While some entrances were smaller than others, it did seem as though she was safe from her mother for now.

"Naima, take it easy." Sarafina pleaded.

"Help me get her out of there!" She demanded.

"Look Mufasa, Sarabi, Scar and I used to play in those caves as cubs. Trust me, we can't get in without breaking a few walls down." She explained.

"We have to do something!"

"Relax, we just have to be vigilant and keep sweeping the exits, there's only a few. We'll patrol, keep a watch. If Kula escapes I'll catch her and bring her to you." Sarafina stated more calmly. Naima took a heavy sigh and heeded her friends advice.

"Fine, I'll take the north face, you watch the south."

"I got it."

Tojo could see Sarafina patrolling the dens below from his little perch near the top of Pride Rock. Peering back inside the den he could see his friends gathered with their mothers, wrestling with one another while Scar picked his teeth with the bones from his kill. Curious to see what was going on and lacking his bird friends to scout for him, Tojo ventured down the ramp and investigate the matter as well.

He spotted her checking the openings in the cliff face, giving a brief sniff and then moving on along Pride Rock. As Sarafina moved on, Tojo took the chance and followed suit. Peering inside, he took a quick whiff and caught a hint of a familiar scent. It seemed as though it was Kula, but it had faded just a little bit. Looking along the wall, Sarafina had long disappeared. Tojo manoeuvred himself inside, grunting and heaving as he passed through the narrow passage, all the while hearing what sounded like subtle sobs coming from within. With one last push he fell flat on his chin into the larger den, landing just a few paws length from Kula. She gasped at the sudden intruder until seeing his face.

"Ow." Tojo moaned, rubbing his chin. Kula halted her crying and threw her paws around her dear friend. Tojo was startled by the sudden affection; Kula was gripping him tight as she started sobbing into his neck.

"Tojo." She whimpered, her paws reaffirming their grip on his back. "I'm so glad you're here."

"Hey, Kula." Tojo nervously replied. Settling his paws on her back he took a moment to embrace her. after feeling her stammer a few more times he brought her face to face with him. "What's the matter? Did you hurt yourself?"

"No, It's mama." She replied. "She... She said we were leaving. I asked her when we were going to come back and she got mad. I don't think we are." Kula carried on, sobbing. Tojo felt a chill run down his spine. He loved being with Kula. Among all of his friends, she had always been the most caring, the most considerate. Staying with him when he hurt himself, playing with their friends, Kula was always on his side.

"When are you leaving?" He asked, struggling to hold back his own tears.

"I don't wanna go!" Kula protested, taking Tojo even tighter into her body. "I won't go, I won't!"

"It's ok." Tojo cried, squeezing her back tight.

"Kula!!" Naima called from one of the entryways, her voice ringing through the cave with a harrowing echo. Both of the cubs shot up straight but stayed close by, their hearts racing at the booming voice. "Get out here now! I'm through playing these games with you!"

"No." Kula whispered, hunkering down beside Tojo. Using his body as a blanket, he covered Kula and wrapped her in his paws.

"Kula! I'm sick of this! Get out here right now young lady, or so help me you'll be in so much trouble when I find you!" Naima threatened.

"Just stay quiet, maybe she'll think you ran off." Tojo suggested. A few moments more would pass before the passage darkened once more, and Naima's voice would come booming through.

"I have the other lionesses watching these little caves, you're coming out of there one way or another; and when you do you're going to be so sorry young lady I promise you that!" With her last threat issued, Naima resumed her patrol and moved off from the entrance. Tojo held Kula beneath him, he used to love the soft feel of her fur. But he couldn't focus on that now, his friend was scared, in pain, he had to comfort her.

Taking a good long while to let Kula shed her tears, she eventually regained some composure of her former self. Still propped up on her back, Kula played with the fur on Tojo's paws and drew a long deep breath.

"What am I going to do?"

"I don't know, this sucks." Tojo answered softly, enjoying Kula playing with his paw.

"I don't wanna leave all my friends. Nala, Tama, Chumvi, Malka." Rolling onto her side with Tojo on top she gazed into his eyes. "You."

"I don't want to lose you either." He agreed.

"You're always so nice to me."

"Me? Every time I get hurt wrestling with the others, you're the one always taking care of me." Tojo argued lightly.

"Yeah." She giggled. "Well, I won't lie. Sometimes I'm just kinda lazy, don't really feel like playing. So being with you and relaxing all day, helping you out. It's kinda fun."

"Oh, I see." Tojo sighed. Kula chuckled and wrapped her paws around him tight, planting a quick kiss on his cheek. Tojo's face brightened up right away as he laid himself lower, taking his friend into his arms and hugging her tight. He didn't even notice his vacant sheath, pressed up just a hair away from Kula's more delicate area.

"I like you a lot Tojo. Don't worry." She comforted.

"I like you a lot too." He responded. Trying to plant a kiss of his own, he missed his mark on her cheek and ended up kissing the edge of her lips. She felt the spark hit her right away, a tingle on her lips as he made contact. Her eyes grew soft as Tojo bashfully withdrew with a clumsy smile. "Sorry." He chuckled. Kula returned the smile and spoke up.

"It's ok, I liked it."

"You did?" He shyly questioned.

"Yeah." She whispered. Tojo brought himself nose to nose with Kula, and with a flicker of courage he let his lips descend on hers for a brief kiss. Kula hummed with pleasure, as if craving another. Tojo could feel the same yearning in his heart and brought their lips together again. This time their kiss was longer, more drawn out. Tojo started to truly embrace her, stroking her fur with his paw while his body glided on top of hers. Kula ran her paw from his ears down his neck and to his shoulder, massaging it naturally as the two carried on kissing.

Feeling his member start to sneak into play, it breached the tip of his sheath and grazed along Kula's rump. The new sensation awoke her from the passionate session with Tojo.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" Tojo questioned. Kula rose to her feet and gazed down at the retreating pink flesh between Tojo's legs.

"That thing." She began, turning down to the ground. "I've seen it before."

"Oh, that." Tojo embarrassingly replied. "That uh, comes out when I think about you sometimes lately."

"It hurts lionesses." She quickly fired back.

"What?"

"I saw it. Scar was... He was putting it in my mom, and it made her angry." She confessed.

"Really?" Tojo breathed. Taking a moment to ponder it, Tojo came up with the best reason why he could think of. "Well, doesn't your mom hate Scar? That's probably why. A lot of us do. No one probably wants anything of Scar's inside them."

"Well. Yeah, I guess that's true." Kula agreed.

"Besides, whenever I touch it, it feels really good." Tojo rambled through nervously. "Um, do you. Ever touch your thing."

"My thing?" Kula pondered. Leaning back she propped up her legs and exposed herself to Tojo, showcasing the little folds at the base of her tail. "I don't know. I guess a little, but I don't have any pink thing that comes out."

"Nah, I don't think girls are supposed to." Tojo explained, moving in a little closer. "Can I, can I lick it? Maybe then it'll feel good."

"Promise to be gentle?" She questioned bashfully.

"I promise." Tojo swore off, crossing his heart. Watching his nose descend toward her folds, Tojo extended his tongue and gave a soft lick along their length. Kula shuddered as a warm, tingling sensation rolled from her entrance along her spine. "Was it ok?" He asked.

"Yeah, you can do it again." Kula assured him. Once again his tongue flickered along, parting her lips as they bloomed and collapsed as his tongue made its pass. Tojo continued to please her, delving in just a little deeper each time, lapping up the sweet and salty taste of her untouched body.

This time his member was escaping much more prominently, like a second tongue protruding from his legs, Tojo's penis throbbed as it made its full debut. Satisfied with the bath he gave her, Tojo smiled and revealed its length to Kula.

"Wow, it got so big." He smiled, praising his own size. Kula smiled, rolling back upright and gazed down. Seeing his pink flesh gently bob between his legs was enticing. It wasn't something she fully understood, just that it made Tojo feel good.

"Kula!" Naima shouted once more from outside. The booming voice scared the two cubs forcing Tojo's member into a brisk retreat. She tackled Tojo to the ground and started grinding her head against his chin. "Kula, can you hear me?! Look at what you're doing. The lionesses are out here on full patrol just to watch out for you! You're making everyone wait for food because you won't listen to me!" She tried pleading. Kula chose to remain silent, nestled in with her friend.

"Kula! It's Sarafina. Look you should listen to your mother and come out. Long ago I played with my friends in there, but we were warned those caves are unstable. If you stay in too long, all of Pride Rock could literally come crashing down on you. We don't want to lose you, Kula. Please come out." Sarafina pleaded. Naima felt a rush of panic and raced over to Sarafina.

"By the heavens, is that true?" She whispered. Sarafina rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Psh, no. But there's no reason for her to know that. Let's let that sink in for a bit, see what she does. I don't think she'll bite on the everyone's looking thing." Sarafina suggested. Naima nodded in agreement and resumed her patrol.

Back inside, Tojo and Kula waited for the voices to fade away. After a few moments had passed, Kula retracted a little from Tojo's body and started looking around the cave.

"Think it'll really fall on us?" She questioned nervously.

"I don't know." Tojo replied. "Everything looks really strong. I mean, I don't hear anything cracking. That's how you know rocks are breaking right?"

"Yeah." She agreed. With the fear of a cave in mostly addressed, Tojo immediately drew back to what they were doing before. Though his sheath was vacant, he pulled back and revealed himself to Kula again. Grasping his sheath, he toyed with it a little but was having no luck coaxing the flesh buried beneath.

"Aww, now it won't come out." Tojo complained.

"Well." Kula trailed off, bringing her face closer to his. "It came out when we kissed, right?"

"Yeah." Tojo smiled back. Kula giggled pressing her nose against Tojo's and offered up a soft kiss. Tojo responded by locking her lips on his and pulling her body in closer. Sure enough after a few soft smacks, Tojo was erect and at attention once again. Kula withdrew with a trail of spit between their lips and looked down at the member before her.

"Let's see." She whispered, leaning down to examine it. Tojo spread his legs a little wider, giving Kula ample room to work with. Starting at the tip, she slid her paw down slowly, landing on the base of his little sack. Pressing a little, she could feel the blood pumping through, causing the throbbing motion of his penis. "Hehe, I can feel your heart beat." Kula teased lightly. "Hmmm." She continued to ponder, taking a quick sniff of the tip. Her tongue flashed, stroking the bottom of his cock and letting up at the start of his sheath.

"Ohh!" Tojo moaned aloud, closing his eyes.

"Feel good?" Kula asked.

"Oh yeah. Do it again." He begged of her. Kula giggled and let her tongue run along the base of his shaft once more. Stroking it again and again she started to bathe his sheath and sack. As if by instinct she took the meat into her mouth and suckled away, savoring the salty taste. Tojo moaned and wailed with pleasure, his breathing growing labored while she sucked him clean.

Kula could feel something else welling inside her. A warm feeling between her legs, as though she were salivating from her rump. Releasing Tojo's cock, she swung around and ran her paw along her slit. Sure enough it was damp with a strange, viscous fluid. It spread across her paws like spit and much like saliva it carried little scent. Kula started to really wonder why she was leaking like this, why she had a craving to be touched there. Maybe it really did just hurt her mother because it was Scar, it would be so different if it were with someone she cared about, someone she loved like Tojo.

"Tojo." She nervously spoke up. Tojo was panting lightly, as if already aware of her request before she made it. A warm smile bloomed across her face as she settled herself onto her belly, her tail swished off to the side to expose her dampened slit. "I'm ready."

"Wow." Tojo stammered, trying to come to terms with what was happening. He hovered his body over hers and settled in, his stiffened cock grazing along her vagina. "In here?" He questioned.

"Yeah." She consented lowering her head to the ground. "If I do this, I want it to be with someone special. So, it only makes sense that it's you."

"Kula?"

"Yeah?"

"You're special to me too." He whispered, kissing the nape of her neck. Kula hummed as Tojo parted her lips, his meat trying to press inside. Kula braced herself, feeling him try to press in. With one good push, he took her virginity, sinking deep inside, her damp walls inviting him in.

"Ahh!" Kula cried as he penetrated. She briefly feared that she was wrong, that this was going to hurt.

"Sorry!" Tojo immediately apologized, but rather than pull out he simply stopped all motion and let her adjust to his form. The pain subsided, all the more eased by Tojo's frequent kissing and licking at her neck. Easing back to her more tranquil demeanor, Tojo started to make subtle, rhythmic motions in and out of her body. Though slow, their bodies surged with new sensations. Tojo feeling his length pulse with her walls while tingling with every movement. Kula feeling her lover inside, the kiss of his tip as it caressed her cervix with every stroke.

Tojo's legs were already trembling, it was all overwhelming for him. He was inside her, feeling a pleasure he had never known before, never knew could exist. He began taking her more prominently, his movements growing ever more rapid as his young cock was squeezed and clenched by Kula's flesh.

Mating her fully, he could feel and hear the soft squish of each thrust, her fluids ebbing from her entrance were soaking his sack and sheath, almost encouraging him to go faster. Tojo began releasing soft grunts and moans, panting as the spit dribbled from his chin. He could feel it from his legs to his hips, a warm wash of ecstasy surging into his shaft, readying for release. Tojo gave one last wail as he pressed himself in deep. His warm budding seed began to spurt from his tip, filling her vault and ebbing out from her pussy. Kula could feel each ejaculation as it saturated her pussy, she took to squeezing him to draw out every last drop. Tojo slowed to a near halt, panting over her neck as Kula looked up to her new mate in awe.

"Tojo." She whispered, bringing her lips to his. After a few soft kisses she let the words finally escape. "I love you." Tojo smiled, licking his lips he kissed her once more.

"I love you, too." Kula's face wore it's warm smile once again. Her leg swinging across his body as she rolled onto her back. Tojo's cock slipped for only a moment before eagerly venturing back in. Her legs straddled to either side of him, Tojo began mating her once more. Kula let the softest of gasps escape, closing her eyes as he re-entered her.

"Again?" She whispered.

"Yeah, I want this to last." Tojo replied with another firm press inside. Kula could feel her breath caught in her throat and let a soft laugh escape. Raising her paw to his cheek she massaged it and smiled.

"My love." Kula held fast onto her mate, her legs wrapped tight around as Tojo continued to take her. Tojo licked along her chest and neck, sending her into an absolute wash of ecstasy. Grasping her chest as she moaned and wailed. she started thrusting against him. The cave itself began to feel so warm, so right to her. The scent their bodies gave off as they mated. The smell of Tojo's seed as it escaped from her pussy, trickling down her body and over her tail.

Kula felt it well up within her, this sudden and spastic rush shaking her body until it last it hit it's focal point. Crying out she released her climax and began to frantically squeeze on Tojo's hard cock. He felt it right away, she had grown too tight to even continue mating. Keeping himself pressed in, he rode out her orgasm as Kula moaned and wailed, wrapping herself in her paws as it wore out.

Tojo leaned down and started kissing her passionately as he carried on, humping away at her relentlessly. Kula let her tongue escape into his and let them caress and roll upon each other. She felt sure now, she was loved, truly happy. In the moment she let go of all her fears of having to leave and just embraced her mate, her lover.

Tojo let his claws escape, bracing himself against the ground. He knew what was coming. His legs started trembling, moaning as he struggled to maintain his frantic pace. Locking onto Kula's lips and massaging her tongue with his, he pressed inside deep and released his seed once again. Kula reaffirmed her grip on him with her legs, not wanting to miss even an ounce of his release. Tojo spurted over and over, hard jets firing into her body, breaching the seal her cervix held on her womb. His cum would find its way inside, relieving the pressure it had built up on Kula's sore walls.

His climax subsiding, his legs gave out as he fell atop of his loving mate. Kula cradled his head beneath hers, stroking his chin and cheeks, kissing the soft budding mane on his head. "I love you, so much."

"I love you too." He whispered back. For the moment Kula felt truly at peace. The seed within her body, her mate in her arms. She let it all sink in as it weighed on her eyes. Within moments, they were both fast asleep. The worries of the world released with one last satisfied breath.

Their nap wouldn't last. Kula had neglected her lunch in favor of hiding out in the den. Within the hour she was awake, her stomach's growls and grumbles getting the best of both her and Tojo. Slowly rising from her body, Tojo kissed her belly with a warm smile. "Hungry huh?"

"Yeah, I kinda missed lunch." She giggled. With that thought though, she began to remember why she escaped. The fear of having to leave was setting in once again. This time though, made all the worse for fear of losing her new mate, Tojo. She turned to him in a panic and folded back her ears.

"What's wrong?" he asked urgently.

"Tojo. My mom. She's gonna..." She whimpered.

"Oh, right." Tojo sighed hanging his head. "This isn't fair. Kula, I love you."

"Tojo." She cried wrapping him back in her arms. "I love you too. We have to promise."

"Promise what." He wondered, squeezing her tight.

"That we'll find a way to be together."

"I promise. No matter what happens, I'll find you. We'll be together." Tojo assured her, kissing her neck. The two cubs took their time embracing and kissing one another before finally rising to their feet. Kula could feel her backside a little clumped and feathered and noticed her lovers genitals were in the same shape.

"Hey, let's clean up first." She smiled. Tojo happily agreed, offering up his meat she took her time to clean him off thoroughly. Tojo did the same, even kissing her folds to finish up the job.

Taking aim for the first tunnel, the two crept over the rocks, the blinding sunlight still shining outside was hard on their eyes. But as they exited, squinting in the late afternoon sun, they braced for the sight they knew was coming.

"Kula!" Naima cried out, rushing over to the two cubs. "You young lady, are in so much trouble."

"Mama." She whimpered.

"Don't Mama me, I asked you to come out hours ago. What were you thinking, and Tojo, were you in on this?!" She demanded.

"Don't get mad at him, Mama. Tojo held me while I was in there so I wouldn't be scared." Kula explained.

"Scared or not, when I ask you to do something Kula I expect you to do it!" Naima reinforced. Kula felt the tears escaping once again, but this time Tojo wrapped her up and hugged her tight.

"Don't cry Kula. Remember our promise? I'll find you, ok? I won't ever forget you." He cried.

"Tojo, what are you-" Naima tried to ask.

"Do you not see now?" Sarabi interjected. She arrived with Sarafina and a few other lionesses in tow. "I know your fears, Naima. No one can blame you for being upset with Scar. But tearing these cubs apart, breaking their bonds of friendship will only add tragedy to tragedy."

"But." Naima tried to argue.

"Look at her, Niama. Does it look like she wants to leave? Tojo doesn't seem to want her to go, now does he?" Sarafina countered.

"Niama, we'll all pitch in." One of the lionesses spoke up as another stepped forward. "Scar will never get near her, not while we're around."

"I'll protect her!" Tojo piped up. "I'll do whatever it takes." Naima could see this decision slipping from her control. In all honesty, she really didn't know where to go to keep Kula safe. Calling herself on her own fears, she submitted to the wisdom of her fellow lionesses and turned to her daughter.

"You'll stay with either another lioness or me, at all times." Naima stated.

"Uh-huh." She stammered.

"I'll stick with her to. Me and all our friends. We'll work together to protect each other." Tojo suggested.

"Good." Naima agreed. "I guess I'm staying, it's just-"

"You will no longer hunt for Scar anymore either." Sarabi cut in. "None of you will, Scar knows better than to try things like this on me. Sarafina and I will deliver his food. I don't care what he tries, if that monster tries to mount me, he'll walk away missing that horrid chunk of flesh and a few fangs in the process." Many of the other lionesses shared a laugh in agreement. Heaving a sigh of relief, Naima turned to her daughter, shyly smiling down on her.

"I'm sorry to put you through this baby. Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you some food?" She requested softly.

"Yeah, but. Are we staying, for sure, like for good?" She pleaded for assurance one last time.

"Yes baby, we're staying." Kula's eyes bloomed wide as she ran up and hugged her mother tight.

"Thank you mama, thank you!" She praised at the top of her lungs. Her celebration quickly ended as her stomach let out a good loud roar.

"Oh jeez!" Naima laughed. "My little baby, you must be starved. That belly is gonna scare off all the prey at this rate." Kula giggled holding her belly as Tojo nuzzled in beside her. "Why don't you go with Tojo and Sarabi. Stay with them both till I come back, ok baby?"

"Ok mama." Kula joyfully replied. Sarafina smiled and nodded to Naima. She took point with the cubs in the middle and Sarafina bringing up the rear.

"Guess it's going to be easier to keep that promise after all." Tojo cooed, licking Kula's cheek.

"Yeah."

"What promise is that?" Sarafina inquired. Tojo looked back with a smile and answered.

"That no matter what, we'll always find each other."