Kovu's cry caught her attention briefly, but a glance showed him still on his feet and speaking to his mother. She hoped he'd be okay, but her father's words returned her gaze to him.

Blood. He seemed to be bleeding badly. "I followed Kovu... I-I'm not leaving you!" she said, with stubborn determination. As much as she resembled her father, she was just as much her mother's daughter too. She couldn't imagine leaving him now. He... he was bleeding.