When it seems all your dreams have come undone [Active]

[mightyhuntress]

Character(s): Kovu, Kiara, Simba (eventually awake) and whoever else in Vyers' poor apartment.
Content: Kovu and Kiara arrive with injured Simba.
Setting: Vyers Apartment
Time: Yes.
Warnings: The lion drama continues.


Kiara was more than a little frightened for her father's life. It was hard to see just how much damage Zira had caused, as her father's mane hid it. To see him pass out, however, was something she'd never seen, ever, so in her mind it had to be bad.

This wasn't all that troubled the princess. Kovu barely saying a word to her wasn't helping things; if anything, he was making things worse. Not being able to bear his silence, she'd finally walked on ahead, so he couldn't see her silent crying. The past few weeks were taking a toll on the young lioness.

Hopefully, someone at the apartment could help her father and somehow Nala needed to be found too. Kiara missed her mother terribly, especially right now. If only she'd come from a time when she knew who Kiara was. While she was so glad Nala believed that she was her mother, she couldn't expect her to take on that role any more than she could expect Simba to take on the role as her father. The lack of her parents, as she knew them, to fall back on for support was starting to wear on her. They'd always, ALWAYS, been there for her, after all.

Still avoiding looking back at Kovu, she brushed lightly at her face with the back of her paw, trying to clear away signs of tears, before doing her best to knock on the door to the apartment. Of course, it came across more as some desperate thumping, but at least it would likely get someone's attention.

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Simba had been out far later than Timon had anticipated. When the lion had said he was going out to clear his thoughts, he had imagined an hour, perhaps two at the most. But as time went by, and the sun finally set, he began to grow more and more anxious. Had something happened? Had something gone wrong? The meerkat continued to pace, his eyes every so often wandering back to the door. Pumbaa said he needed to be patient and show trust in Simba. He had scoffed at the idea, but ultimately did the best he could to restrain himself from going out and looking for the lion. As much as he hated to admit it, he had been too paranoid. Simba was a grown lion, he could look after himself. And should he ever need help, he knew where he could look to.

… Still, Timon refused to rest until the lion was home. So, while the rest of the household had slipped off to sleep, the meerkat continued to pace in front of the door, waiting for Simba’s return. “Trust,” He told himself, eyes returning to the door for over the hundredth time. “gotta have trust.”

Suddenly there was a knock. The meerkat stopped and stared at the door for a moment, unsure whether or not he had imagined the sound. He had been waiting so long, to finally hear a knock was almost more unsettling than if he hadn’t. Cautiously, Timon approached the door and rested his head against it. There wasn’t a sound. However, there was definitely someone there. Judging by the smell, there was Simba, Kiara… And another scent he couldn’t quite recognize. Still, to be accompanied by the others they must have been a ‘friendly’.

“Alright, alright,” he exasperated. “Hang on a minute, will yeah?” Scaling the coat rack beside the door, Timon skilfully jumped onto the door handle and using all his weight turned the knob. A soft click could be heard. “It’s open.” He said, dangling from the knob. All that was required of them now was to push the door open.

Hopefully Simba had a good excuse for staying out so late.