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Simba:
The former king, stood proudly beside Nala. Various parts of his mane were beginning to turn grey. "She's growing up so fast.." he says spotting his daughter in the distance, the wind rustling his great mane. He then switched his gaze to his sons golden figure. "I just hope Kopa and Kiara clash over the leadership of the Pridelands. If that happened, I fear I would have to split the Pridelands" the former leader states, he was always worrying.














