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Published: 2019-08-31 22:32:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 4227; Favourites: 224; Downloads: 0
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I could maybe seee this as a sort of alternate scene to when Kovu is exiled and Kiara sneaks out to find him.
FANFICTION TIME!!!
She had been searching for hours now. She had checked everywhere up until this point. The fields, the cavern where they had escaped the rhinos, every single area she could think of where they had been. Finally, feeling worried and more then a little desperate at this point, she thought of the one place where she hadn't checked yet. The one place where he might had gone.
The Outlands.
It was risky and dangerous. Ever since that first incident where she first met Kovu, she had avoided that border like the plague, however she was running out of options of where to look. She truly did not believe Kovu had returned to the Outsiders and his feelings and intentions were really true, but it was worth a look anyways.
By the time she had gotten there, the sky was already beginning to darken, not quite night, but entering into twilight. She stopped by the log, the only entrance, to her knowledge, to the Outlands. Nothing seemed to have changed over the last few years, minus the fact that the river below her seemed to have shrunk quite a bit, leaving crevices where it once was. The land before her looked unfriendly and dark, in there lay the pride her father had warned her for years about.
A growl suddenly emanated from her throat, the scene from earlier of her fight and the anger she felt towards him. Her stupid father and his blind prejudices and refusal to let go of the past. Her renewed fury towards him banished back her uncertainty at the situation that lay ahead. She's find Kovu, she'd get the full story from him, she'd bring him back and she would prove her father wrong. With that in mind, she took her first steps onto the log bridge.
CRACK!!!!
A hoarse scream escaped her throat as the old log, worn from years of erosion against the elements, snapped under her own weight, sending her tumbling down into the ravine. Her reflexes immediately went into action, flipping her body to land as gracefully as she could, despite the water level and the muddy banks below. Her muscles ached as she still made a painful drop below. A moment passed and she checked over herself, not seeing or feeling anything that was broken. For a moment, she felt alright.
That feeling of relief quickly evaporated as a low growl rumbled in her ears and her head swiveled to the source. Fear suddenly surged through her veins and her eyes widened at the familiar, rugged appearance of the very large, carnivorous reptile swimming rapidly towards her, it's taste for her blood renewed after all these years.
Frantically, her eyes darted around, desperate to find any means of escape. The broken log was beside her, enough of it still intact, she thought, that may allow her to use it as a ramp to get up to the banks to safety.
Thump! Snap! Aah!!!
Her foreleg broke through the trunk of the log, cutting scratches through her fur and sending splinters into her skin. She could sense the crocodiles coming closer and she immediately began yanking it out again. As soon as she took it out, she leaped just in time from the snapping jaws. By now some more had noticed the commotion and were heading her way.
She managed to reach the side of the bank. It wasn't top high a slope to level ground, but the ground was muddy and slippery. Even as she found a rock above to grasp her front paws on, her back legs couldn't get a grip below her. She could feel the frigid mud seep into her chest fur as she struggled to pull herself up, back legs scrabbling at the slope. She could feel the water splashing against her legs, the feeling of hot breaths of the massive reptiles, ready to bite hold of her and drag her down to her doom. Their hisses were louder more than ever now.
Desperately, she cried out, begging to anyone, anyone, to rescue her!
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this is incredible; you can really see how the mud is slipping and not letting Kiara get any sort of grip; makes me actually fear for her, just a bit?
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