King 16

Part 2 of Chapter 9

Lion one spoke up as he buts in between King Tawny and Uncle before the Queen and Flaunti's Uncle does an action they might or may not regret. Onto quick , furry two's. How would lion one explain this to any cats that would want answers if it ' did ' happen ? !

Lion 1 : " Stop ! , both of you ! , This kingdom is falling apart fast. Badly ... the worst thing we could want is if you two were separated or permanently banished from the Queen's pride you two are closely connected to. I don't think any cat - since I happen to be speaking for them for now , in Sundaya would want that to happen. , - "

Lion 1 : " For all we know , Jobbs probably did not make this happen like you expected he would Tawn. "

Once again , King Tawny shares another soft chuckle with himself while also murmuring to himself too.

King Tawny : " He is sooo fired. I'll think about it though. "

Lion 1 : " Look around you. "

King Tawny puts his furry face/head down while sighing deeply then lifts it up high and looks at Uncle.

He spoke up calmly.

King Tawny : " You know big guy ... he's right. For once ... "

He pauses to turn his furry head/face looking at lion one who gives him a satisfied , furry look.

Lion one speaks blissfully.

Lion 1 : " Really ? "

King Tawny : " Don't push it. "

He turns his furry , long back to Uncle and then spoke up.

King Tawny : " Listen , I'm sorry okay ? ! Mind you that this is new to me and I don't know how your daughter does it. She's this .. natural , born leader that I couldn't possibly pull off myself to be or try to be. And everything combined. "

King Tawny : " I can tell that her parents have loved her endlessly and you have raised a very beautiful , furry lioness that I really love and want to love again. I promise you , I won't hurt her in ' any ' way. "

Uncle looks at King Tawny then smiles but it blankly leaves his furry face going into a normal and calm one that is really relaxed. He mumbles aloud but no words come out still having anger inside of him. Considering he's still against King Tawny.

Uncle : " Mmmm. "

Lion 1 : " What are your orders your majesty ? "

King Tawny stands up onto all of his long , furry fours then spoke aloud as he comes off the final ledge of Queen Destiny's tower. Landing onto the second to last ledge looking down at other cat's dens and rocks ruining the circle. , while a certain male lion with a tangerine/orange mane and six male lions chase after him. While a long line of thirteen elephants trump loudly in panic stomping onto the dirt ground roughly.

King Tawny : " I know how to fix this , but I'll need ' you ' to trust me. "

Uncle : " Haven't you done enough ? "

King Tawny speaks in defense as he quickly turns his furry face/head back to Uncle.

King Tawny : " For the last time I had nothing to do with this ! Right now , she's remaining strong out there. I ' will ' find her. , Now do you trust me or not ? ! "

Uncle looks at King Tawny then turns his furry head/face to lion one who is at the same ledge as King Tawny a fair distance to the left gap between them. Looking like he wants to shead out of furry panic. Then looks down back at King Tawny while keeping his furry , long tail curled up and rapidly wagged but not in contentment.

Uncle confesses.

Uncle : * sighs deeply * " I love a King that knows exactly what he's doing. , ' just like ' my fluffy. * a furry smile * I do .. trust you. "

Once the popular area of Sundaya they're in is clear , lion eight a male lion is the first to dash entering further into Sundaya pass lion dens , palm trees and rocks from a distance. Lion two follows along with thirty two and six in action. King Tawny looks down at this back up act then turns his furry head/face to lion one speaking out in order to make it clear for Uncle included.

King Tawny : " Now we're getting somewhere ! You head down with them while we catch up. "

Lion one turns his furry head/face to look at King Tawny to Uncle worried and in distrust then speaks up.

Lion 1 : " I hope you both won't fight. , are you sure ? "

King Tawny : " Don't be soft now. , no one worries about the King. Now go ! "

Lion one takes one last , furry look at King Tawny to Uncle obeying his King's order hesitatively then trots down alone lower and lower. King Tawny walks to the right as if following to stop looking below at the five male lions who sit upright and socialize. , while ignoring lion one who just recently joined them attempting to get in their conversations. King Tawny turns his furry head/head and furry , long body directly to Uncle.

He spoke calm and neutrally.

King Tawny : " Big fella ... you tagging along or what ? "

Uncle lets out a deep sigh letting it be a response to the King's question but he didn't seem okay with it. Or a pause. He repeats himself.

Uncle : * sighs deeply * " .. - "

King Tawny : " Are you in or out ? I thought you trusted me ! "

Uncle : " I do. Mmmmh. I just don't want my fluffy hurt. "

Now is King Tawny's turn to pause turning his furry head/face to look at him letting his words sink through him meaningfully.

He answers.

King Tawny : " Big fella ... Your granddaughter will be okay. I'm worried too. Very. But .. not really as much as you are and what's his furry face below dawl's tower. "

This time , Uncle and King Tawny share a soft chuckle alittle together.

King Tawny : " The point is , she's strong. That's what I love about her. She's got that from you and she's old enough to handle all of this on her own. It's time that she takes ' this ' into her own claws. "

Uncle : " Correction Tawn ( nickname ) her father. Good try though. " * another furry smile *

Uncle : " Maybe , it just came naturally to her. "

King Tawny smiles back at Uncle in response.

He advises to Queen Destiny and Flaunti's Uncle.

King Tawny : " Let's catch up with the rest then. "

King Tawny dashes below taking a head start then Uncle follows along. Below Queen Destiny's tower , six male lions of King Tawny's and ten more random lions from the pride stood behind one another in line looking directly at Uncle on the right and King Tawny on the left. A fair distance from the overlapping and fragile tree branches with green leaves by the entrance of Queen Destiny's tower. On the left leaving a gap in between.

Lion one sits upright in the path of the dirt ground ledge starting entrance of Queen Destiny's tower blocking the way while looking at the murmuring single crowd of male lions. King Tawny roars silencing the crowd of lions in front of him including his right and a odd gap to the left.

He spoke up.

King Tawny : " Every lion calm down. Just because the animals of Sundaya have lost their minds and common sense , doesn't mean you all should too. "

He almost pauses.

King Tawny : " For those of you that have ' not ' seen the Queen of Sundaya today , it's because she's left. "

The lions gasps while others mumur in worry questioning out of turn to one another about Queen Destiny's disappearance but their questions aren't being answered.

King Tawny : " What are we going to do you ask ? As your King , it is my duty to handle the mayhem within Sundaya. Most of you , ' will ' be going after her. "

Again , more murmurs of panic and chatter spread through the crowd of lions quickly. Lion one is one of the furry , panicky lions.

Lion 1 : ( panic struck ) " What now ? One or more of us is going to the bad areas of Sundaya called : " The Bad Pits of Uprising ? ! "

King Tawny : " That ' is ' the plan. "

Lion 2 : " I'm not taking ' any ' chances ! "

The other lions shout proudly in agreement giving lion two pointers for his wise comment while others plainly stare at them not caring what option they'll be forced to do. These lions are : ? risk takers. Other lions that agree with lion two keep giving him hard slams onto his furry back with either of their furry , thick , hard , front left or right paws.

Lion thirty two spoke up aloud and out of turn stopping the cats debate previously started. Because of lion two catching the lions in bewilderment with a knock out question to King Tawny.

Lion 2 : " Wait a min ! , wait a min ! .. why in the world are we risking our furry lives for our strong Queen ? ! Isn't she going to find her way back on her own ? What are ' you ' going to do about all of this ! ? "

The lions nods their furry heads/faces in agreement then begin miaowing in demand at King Tawny , Uncle and lion one who plainly look at the crazied lions that are out of sorts to King Tawny and Uncle eagerly waiting for one of them to speak. , Putting not one cat but ALL in check. This is the perfect role for King Tawny.

King Tawny : " Ugh ... if you all must know , I'll be staying here with Uncle just in case if she happens to return pass you all. , somehow - knowing her , she will. It's like I make it desperately too easy for her. "

Lion one spoke aloud instigating proud and excitingly teasing ALL male cats in the crowd. His furry face/head stuck all the way out while on his split in two , furry , front paws and split in two , furry , hind legs. He keeps talking as he playfully trots to the very left , lifting his furry , left paw then quickly trots to the very right also lifting his right , furry paw coming to a still stop.

Lion 1 : " Ha ! , why are you lions all on mute for ? ! , sitting about close by one another running out of responses so fast ! ? , Ha ! ha ! ha ! "

Lion 1 : " What do you have to say about that now ? , H-uh ? ! , h-uh ? ! "

King Tawny and Uncle turn their furry heads/faces to look at lion one then to all male lions widening their very light , hazel and gray eyes. Not realizing that there could actually be blood red , exclamation points over their furry heads to two ellipses ( ... ) that just now pop up into the air. , Reacting towards what lion one just started. For once in abashment or not scared but didn't think he'd go overboard as far as they're concerned.

A dead silence. Now it is King Tawny and Uncle's opportunity to look at their out burst , furry friend lion one again to the other male lions who have serious , furry looks onto their furry faces. Along with their furry snouts/noses having mean , furry grins. Four lions snarl in chorus standing up looking directly at him while another four lions growl sitting upright.

The rest of the lions stood or sat where they were having a furry look of ambition and strike in mind but not yet. King Tawny narrows his dark black eyebrows over his very light , hazel eyes into a normal and subdued furry look then spoke up out of a outburst. As the lions start to take notice while widening their colored , furry eyes with raised colored or non colored , - even or uneven , eyebrows on que ( NOT an abbreviation for a question ) at him. Breaking their concentration and striking moment that was in the air. , but bound to happen anyway.

King Tawny : " Save your energy ! It's not worth it.Time is running out and Sundaya is ' STILL ' out of control. "

The male lions fall back. The ones that were growling in chorus sit upright , the ones that stood in alarm , including the ones who sat upright .. stalking him , lose their furry eye focus giving up their attack not because of pouncing too early. , Or an animal in the area raising the alarm. , Or themselves to be the blame because of sudden movements due to camaflouging but ONLY knew their King was right. This is the moment when lions hated it when they are wrong.

Lion eight is the first to speak maturely to King Tawny while the others listen to him communicating with every cat's NEW king ready for his orders. While others just meditate in furry thought passively.

Lion 1 : " What are your orders your majesty ? "

King Tawny : " Yes .. of course. I'll need two leaders. "

He continues to speak using his furry , left paw to point out two male lions of his choice to be leaders.

King Tawny : " You ... and you. "

Lion thirty two and lion six.

King Tawny : " Since they're are fourteen of you , seven of you pick your leaders while the remaining cats randomly join in. "

All fourteen male lions obey splitting up quickly crowding behind lion thirty two and six. Not outcasts tagging along having no options in order to successfully take over a territory , but to head for " The Bad Pits of Uprising " where Queen Destiny and Kip are. The last , two , furry lions like lost puppies hesitatively walk at their own pace lastly deciding their leader at the back of the line.

King Tawny spoke in a low voice to Uncle who was meditating. His gray eyes closed at ease but managing to listen to his NEW King of Sundaya.

He leans his furry , long , iron hard chest in all the right , muscular places of his furry , long body while sitting upright close to Queen Destiny's Uncle to the left. Leaving a small gap between his furry self and Uncle to the right while lion one - the lion that almost got jumped by fourteen lions that are off to the " The Bad Pits of Uprising " , sat upright slightly slouching and blocking the entrance to Queen Destiny's tower abit far gap away from Uncle and King Tawny. In a lined order is lion one , King Tawny and Uncle.

King Tawny : " This is going really well. "

Quickly his voice returns.

King Tawny : " Is every lion ready ? "

All fourteen lions facing King Tawny , lion one and Uncle stood up and begin to roar in debate and out of turn while others silently prepare themselves by shaking their puffy , chest length manes and stretching : cat yoga style in place. King Tawny smiles warmly in furry yet very ugly satisfaction. , understanding his Queen and now himself's pride of male lions and lioness by simple , furry , body language. For now , NO lioness.

He spoke up.

King Tawny : " Both leaders travel solo in different ways making the search faster. Remember that you all are on the same team. So let's not turn against one another. "

King Tawny : " But , do not enter the opposite forest path of " Optimistical Hope. " I am positive each of you can find a better way ahead. Go ! , now ! "

King Tawny stands onto his furry , long fours and throws his furry face/head up letting out a loud roar showing off his keen , front/back canines. While his front , furry paws to his furry arms stood out on a thick , cutten , piece of rock. Other male lions going diagonal stand up onto all of their furry fours and dash quickly behind their leader pass lion one on the left , King Tawny and Uncle on the right even if King Tawny is in the middle.

Lion six and his crew pass by Queen Destiny's sides of her tower , overlapping branches and green leaves while lion thirty two with his cat army go left in a skinny path pass a lion den and now the other side of Queen Destiny's tower.

Lion one walks to King Tawny and Uncle facing them onto his furry fours.

Lion 1 : " We have to find the cat who's in charge of settling down Sundaya your majesty. "

King Tawny : ( almost sad like but sarcastic ) " Oooooh ... Right. ( normal toned ) That was my first mistake. I'm in. "

Uncle , King Tawny and lion one - having the role of being King Tawny's bestest , furry , royal servant and advisor , runs pass lion and lioness cubs dens , rocks and soon palm trees. Hinting that an exit is easily straight ahead but they have to slip through. The three lions turn left pass Queen Destiny's family den on the right straight pass the King and Queen's throne to a palm tree path pass King Tawny's territory.

By yellow beds of grass and a few rocks ,

Igie , Daunnie , Abblie and Mavlie stood buried inside the grass looking at the chaos in front of them. There were impalas and gazelles energetically leaping ahead in panic seeing a wild sabertooth head for them. , Elephants in their pond trotting out as fast as lightning trumping angrily. Searching for their off spring that is separated from them and in avoidance of a crocodile ambush. ,

Male giraffes by long , palm trees aggressively go neck and neck against one another for a female using their long , spotted necks as sledge hammers to competitively clash in and out. , Using evasive maneuvers to avoid a complete knock out that will knock a giraffe out cold. , Grown buffalos male and female by grassy plains angrily go on a rampaging fury. Scenting the smell of lion cubs as their parents distract them from catching their myriad of cubs on furry fours to buy them time so they can flee away safely. Without being crushed.

Igie , Abblie and Daunnie look at Mavlie with mean , furry grins onto their furry , tight looking , nose/snouts. Mavlie innocently turns her furry head/face to look to her left and right. Having the feeling that lioness are watching her every move.

She questions and demands at the same time to the lioness.

Mavlie : " What ? ! "

Igie answers mimicking to Mavlie's previous response after outwitting Touphy and Tum at the same moment. After Queen Destiny began running into the other side and outskirts of Sundaya for Kip. Who is now at " The Bad Pits of Uprising. "

Igie : " Our Desi ? , Noooo , our Queen can handle anything ! "

Mavlie answers through a loud , hushed whisper defensively. As if she doesn't want to be heard.

Mavlie : " I know what I said about Desi Igi ! "

Abblie : " Let's not turn against one another like the animals here did now. She'll get through this just like we are here. "

Daunnie : " We just need a plan. If Destiny were here , she'd always know what to do. "

Igie : " True , but I have one though. I'm going to find Flaunt and tell him Desi's secret. "

Mavlie : " What secret ? I want to know ! , I want to know ! "

Abblie : " You do know Mavs. , It's Destiny left Sundaya to search for Kip. To Uprising. "

Daunnie : " The rest of the plan Igie ? "

Igie : " Right. , "

Igie : " Abblie and Daunnie : find Tawny and Desi's Uncle , but mostly Tawny to figure out what action he did BEFORE calming the animals of Sundaya down. "

Mavlie : " What about me ? ! "

Igie : " You're tagging along with me. "

Abblie : " Let's do this ! "

Mavlie and Igie dash ahead through yellow , tall , steam bed of grass straight pass impalas and gazelles in non interest or interference. , while Daunnie and Abblie run behind the giraffe fight dodging rough kicks from behind. And hops over spotted , pattern design , long necks coming their way.

At Queen Destiny's den , Mavlie and Igie take their time leaping onto overlapping rocks while cautiously looking down at rocks and minding gaps and huge cracks. , While giving themselves boosts pushing ahead without help. When the lionesses have reached the entrance , Igie turns her furry head/face to look to the left seeing a skinny , rock path stick out. , Then walks to her own pace inside while Mavlie on the right turn her furry head/face to look at the entrance to the claustrophobic den. , Getting the feeling a cat is near by but haven't scanned her friend's den yet. And at all.

She trots inside next catching up with Igie who took a head start smelling about around her best friend's den. Un invitied.

Mavlie joins then spoke up looking at Igie's furry figure from behind whispering in a low manner questioningly.

Mavlie : " Found anything ? "

Igie turns her furry head/face to Mavlie looking at her while speaking. Then stops hearing crumbled , quick cardboard sound in the den. She feels a bumpy object making one of Mavlie's furry , front paws jerk away in displeasure.

Igie : " Nope. , I'd figure there would be ... something in here. "

She looks down same going for Mavlie seeing a royal purple , almost crumbled box onto the dirt ground and a bumpy object protecting the surface from having the rest of the box to collapse.

Mavlie spoke up as Igie straightens her furry , long back while her furry , long tail reaches for the box. , Standing more comfortably onto her own , furry , hind legs.

Mavlie : " What is it ? "

Igie answers while her furry tail - as if having a mind of it's own , puts the royal box into her front , furry paws then rises down behind her.

Igie : " We're about to find out Mavs. " ( nickname )

She opens the top putting it behind the box then takes out an ankle braclet engraved " The only lioness that is like me : is you. " Igie smells the braclet as Mavlie questions curiously. Picking up some of the suspect's furry scent and standing over Igie near by her right , furry shoulder.

Mavlie : " What cat do you think gave this to Desi Igi ? "

Igie : " Tawny. , On her birthday which was days before. It had to be ! I wasn't there though , but she ' did ' tell me Tawn and his boys arrived at her den to help move all of her birthday gifts into this here royal , family den so it won't over crowd their royal throne area. "

Mavlie : " Thank Kinny she didn't wear it. " * sighs deeply in relief *

Igie : " Thank Kinny is right. Tawny ' is ' furry head over tail for Desi. , so what do think that this ankle bracelet would mean ? , what message would it represent ? I can almost imagine. "

Mavlie : " You're forgetting Kip. "

Igie : " No I didn't ! , He comes much , much later. "

Mavlie : " Flaunt isn't here. "

Igie : " That doesn't mean we can turn right and renounce. "

She continues to speak up as she walks to the exit out of Queen Destiny , Flaunti and her Uncle's family den. As of now , she was almost there.

Igie : " I know what you were trying to say. Nice try Mavs. "

Mavlie spoke up in denial as her voice squeaks alittle in weakness trying to keep her tone while trotting alittle to catch up with her.

Mavlie : " That was not what I was trying to say ! "

The two lioness's voice trail off as each cat went left and right with one another immaturingly while fully exiting their buddies family residence. At this time.

Igie : " Yes you were Mavs. "

Mavlie : " No I wasn't ! "

Igie : " Yes , yes. "

Mavlie : " No ... "

Igie : " No ... "

Mavlie : " Yes ! "

Igie : " Okay you win. "

Igie and Mavlie continue to playfully argue at each other while walking almost slowly together. , now turning right only their long , furry tails gliding about in the air could be seen.

Mavlie : " Yea-hey ! "

Igie laughs.

Igie and Mavlie stop in the center inside the claustrophobic side of Queen Destiny and Flaunti's den looking ahead not believing what either lioness is seeing. The mane occured to the lioness that it would be Uncle now losing it's territory because of Tawny's battle against Kip as King.

Igie's voice suddenly became soft spoken as if the type of male lion was like a caged animal for a reason and not to be fed or she'll be teared to shreds. With Mavlie.

She spoke up.

Igie : " F-Flaunt ? "

Flaunti turns his furry face/head leaving his furry , short body in place that sits and his short , furry tail that calmly wags , turns to who called him and is standing at the exit looking at both lioness. Igie could see the deep hurt into Flaunti's cereclean , dark blue eyes. She creeps forward , but Flaunti snarls in defense. , making her move back abit and stay where she is. Since her approach isn't calming Flaunti down. She squints her sparkly , light gray eyes trying to figure out the change in him. Out of it all , Igie gasps aloud almost for every cat on the other side of Queen Destiny , Uncle and himself's royal , family den to hear.

Igie : " ! ! ? # ? ! "

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