The job was hard, and brought little thanks, but Kion knew his place in the Circle of Life, and he didn't bother to question it.
Another day brought to close with a swift attack by a rogue. Unlike many lion's he encountered, this male was large and muscular. He fought them alone, no help from his guard, but they could not have taken this lion alone.
Each passing year Kion knew why Lion's were in the Guard. Who could expect a Hippo or a bird to go up against suck foul creatures as hyena's and rogues?
Yes, the five of them remained friends, but each year Kion and the others knew the Guard couldn't function this way, and time and adulthood took its toll. There was only one guard now, and that was Kion.
Kion worked night and day to protect the lands along side his sister and her mate Kovu, but Kion felt the need to take most of the load.
It wasn't until that night, while looking at his reflection in the pond, Kion could see the old and new scars that covered his face, the cuts that hardly healed. He looked much older than his sister.
To some extent, Kion could understand why Scar wanted to be king. After all, who was the one protecting the Pridelands? He thought about this a lot, what if he had been king? Would it be Kiara with these scars and not him? Would he have brought the Outlands and Pridelands to peace?
Everyone was asleep now, leaving Kion to tend to his own wounds and blood. But he was too tired for that, to warn out by the strain.
Tomorrow, they would find him, all bloodied, Kiara would have Tiifu and Zuri run to fetch Rafiki, Kiara would lick his face to wake him up, and he would wake up as his sister and queen asked.
Kiara would stay with him for days until he regained his strength. Kovu would patrol, Vitani would patrol the borders of the outlands for her adopted brother.
Kilima would visit, give some advice and get Kion to smile. She'd wait with him while Kiara got some rest and a good meal. Kion would recite the battle in great detail for Kilima, and she would tell him what he should have done, or she would complement him.
He'd be fine within a week, he'd eat his first big meals in days, then go back out to protect the Pridelands, and the pride would go back to forgetting his name.
Kion would run into danger, to protect his queen, his pride, and the Pridelands, chanting "til the PrideLands' end, Lion Guard defend!"
Just a little thing I decided to write quickly.
Think about it, being Guard would probably suck ass when it came to real threats. And honestly, I don't see how Kion's original guard could work together for long.
Also, in my version, a younger Kion not being able to get much training to be a guard, turns to Kilima, who was the Outlands Guard. (we'll see more about that in the next few pages of Birth of the Outlands!
Anyway, excuse any grammar mistakes, it's 3 in the morning.
Anyway, Nan is out! This Cowdog needs a nap.