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Luego de un tiempo recuperó la conciencia. Poco a poco fue abriendo los ojos intentando recordar dónde se encontraba, pero rápidamente notó una presión en todo su cuerpo que hacía que incluso le doliera respirar.

-¿Qué demonios?- movió su cabeza como pudo hacia ambos lados y con su vista borrosa buscó algo, mejor dicho, a alguien- ¡¿Madre?! ¡¿Vitani?! ¡¿Alguien?!-

Intentó moverse pero estaba atrapado. Con la única pata que tenía libre comenzó a rasgar los troncos debajo suyo hasta que finalmente pudo romperlos.
Ahora que tenía ambas patas delanteras en libertad, se dedicó únicamente a hacer fuerza y tirar de la parte trasera de su cuerpo, con la esperanza de salir de ese montón de troncos.

De alguna forma lo logró, tardó algunos meses en curarse, pero se quedó refugiado en una cueva, comiendo ratones y raices que se encontraba cerca.
(Aunque no se quejaba, ya estaba acostumbrado a vivir asi desde que fue desterrado junto al resto a las lejanías)

Cuando decidió regresar a su hogar se encontró con que no había nadie por lo que supuso que, durante el tiempo que no estuvo, finalmente su madre había logrado asesinar a Simba y ahora era la reina de las praderas.

Rápidamente corrió hasta entrar en el reino. Lo primero que hizo fue ir a la roca del rey (ya tendría tiempo de comerse una jugosa gacela), pero lo que se encontró no era lo que esperaba...

-Vaya... Ahora eres un traidor- dijo dando vueltas a su alrededor- ¿Qué? ¿Viste un fantasma?- se burló de su hermano- ¿Ya no me recuerdas, Termita?

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After a while he regained consciousness. Little by little he opened her eyes trying to remember where he was, but he quickly noticed a pressure all over her body that made it even hurt.

-What the hell? - He moved his head as best he could to both sides and with his blurred vision he looked for something, or rather, someone - Mother?! Vitani?! Someone?!-

He tried to move but he was trapped. With the only paw he had free he began to tear at the logs beneath him until he was finally able to break them.
Now that he had both front legs free, he dedicated himself solely to straining and pulling on the back of his body, hoping to get out of that pile of logs.

Somehow he managed it, it took him a few months to heal, but he stayed sheltered in a cave, eating mice and roots that were nearby.
(Although he did not complain, he was already used to living like this since he was exiled along with the rest to the Outlands )

When he decided to return home he found that there was no one there so she assumed that, during the time he was gone, his mother had finally managed to kill Simba and was now the queen of the Pridelands.

He quickly ran until he entered the kingdom. The first thing he did was go to the Pride Rock (he would have had time to eat a juicy gazelle), but what he found was not what he expected...

"-Wow... So now you're a traitor," he said, circling around him.-"What?" "Did you see a ghost?"-He mocked his brother.-"Don't you remember me, Termite?"

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sorry if it's poorly translated, my english is kind of bad It

is strictly prohibited to copy, trace, recolor, republish, or steal my art in any way, do not use this image without permission from the artist.

Description
Luego de un tiempo recuperó la conciencia. Poco a poco fue abriendo los ojos intentando recordar dónde se encontraba, pero rápidamente notó una presión en todo su cuerpo que hacía que incluso le doliera respirar.

-¿Qué demonios?- movió su cabeza como pudo hacia ambos lados y con su vista borrosa buscó algo, mejor dicho, a alguien- ¡¿Madre?! ¡¿Vitani?! ¡¿Alguien?!-

Intentó moverse pero estaba atrapado. Con la única pata que tenía libre comenzó a rasgar los troncos debajo suyo hasta que finalmente pudo romperlos.
Ahora que tenía ambas patas delanteras en libertad, se dedicó únicamente a hacer fuerza y tirar de la parte trasera de su cuerpo, con la esperanza de salir de ese montón de troncos.

De alguna forma lo logró, tardó algunos meses en curarse, pero se quedó refugiado en una cueva, comiendo ratones y raices que se encontraba cerca.
(Aunque no se quejaba, ya estaba acostumbrado a vivir asi desde que fue desterrado junto al resto a las lejanías)

Cuando decidió regresar a su hogar se encontró con que no había nadie por lo que supuso que, durante el tiempo que no estuvo, finalmente su madre había logrado asesinar a Simba y ahora era la reina de las praderas.

Rápidamente corrió hasta entrar en el reino. Lo primero que hizo fue ir a la roca del rey (ya tendría tiempo de comerse una jugosa gacela), pero lo que se encontró no era lo que esperaba...

-Vaya... Ahora eres un traidor- dijo dando vueltas a su alrededor- ¿Qué? ¿Viste un fantasma?- se burló de su hermano- ¿Ya no me recuerdas, Termita?

❀❀❀

After a while he regained consciousness. Little by little he opened her eyes trying to remember where he was, but he quickly noticed a pressure all over her body that made it even hurt.

-What the hell? - He moved his head as best he could to both sides and with his blurred vision he looked for something, or rather, someone - Mother?! Vitani?! Someone?!-

He tried to move but he was trapped. With the only paw he had free he began to tear at the logs beneath him until he was finally able to break them.
Now that he had both front legs free, he dedicated himself solely to straining and pulling on the back of his body, hoping to get out of that pile of logs.

Somehow he managed it, it took him a few months to heal, but he stayed sheltered in a cave, eating mice and roots that were nearby.
(Although he did not complain, he was already used to living like this since he was exiled along with the rest to the Outlands )

When he decided to return home he found that there was no one there so she assumed that, during the time he was gone, his mother had finally managed to kill Simba and was now the queen of the Pridelands.

He quickly ran until he entered the kingdom. The first thing he did was go to the Pride Rock (he would have had time to eat a juicy gazelle), but what he found was not what he expected...

"-Wow... So now you're a traitor," he said, circling around him.-"What?" "Did you see a ghost?"-He mocked his brother.-"Don't you remember me, Termite?"

❀❀❀
sorry if it's poorly translated, my english is kind of bad It

is strictly prohibited to copy, trace, recolor, republish, or steal my art in any way, do not use this image without permission from the artist.