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Chronicles of the Pride Lands Part 11

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The sun is preparing now to rise for us, to comfort us

And s.h.i.+ne on our newborn love!

CHOIR: There's a renaissance of hope here, a respite from an age of hopelessness

Wiping clean the bitterness borne of our tears.

There's a wakening of spirits, a freedom from the bonds of loneliness

To comfort us and soothe away all of our fears.

ELANNA: Come let the sun rise up with its gold joyful splendor

And light the golden face of my beloved one, to warm our hearts

And s.h.i.+ne on our newborn love!

Back in his baobab tree, Rafiki was thrust none too gently and warned by the overly enthusiastic guards that his life hung in the balance. He was too sad to be frightened of death, but he clung to life from some impulse Aiheu had breathed into his forefathers.

Rafiki looked at the picture of Simba. "Poor child. Innocent and now dead because of me." Sadly, he took his hand and wiped over the painting, smearing the mark of his anointing. "Somehow, some way, I will undo this evil. I swear I will never stop trying till death takes me."

SCENE: GOOD HELP IS HARD TO FIND.

"In the third year of King Ramalah, there was a certain lioness named Alba the faithful. She was a servant of Queen Chakula from the time of her coming of age, and often times the Queen entrusted her with her two sons N'ga and Sufa. Once, when Chakula was aprowl, the earth shook, and the cave where Alba dwelled was closed with the twins inside. Five days it took to dig them out, and Chakula had no hope to find them alive. But when the cave was opened, N'ga and Sufa came out alive. Only Alba was dead. Because she was a dry lioness, she opened the deep veins of her arm to nurse them, that they might survive. It was from the spot she lay that the first flower grew that bears her name, red as the blood of mercy."

-- THE LEONID SAGA, "E" SECTION, VARIATION 5 Rafiki sulked in his confinement. His home that had always seemed so large was now cramped--almost claustrophobic. He could still heal wounds and fevers under the close supervision of his guards. Casual visitors were rudely turned away.

It wasn't long before the Pride Lands fell under an epidemic of sprains, bruises and coughs. The guards suspected that most were well-wishers, but they had no way to prove which ones were. His dwindling supplies of herbs would soon solve that problem anyhow, as he was not allowed to gather things beyond the boundaries of his restriction.

Rafiki despaired. Unless Aiheu sent him a way, he could quickly find himself without healing powers, a useless relic left over from happier days. He took some of his precious remaining ochre and painted an eye of Aiheu on the wall of his hollow tree. "Watch over me, Lord. I know in your good time there will be an answer to my problems."

He had just finished his prayer when something happened to change his whole outlook. Krull, the leader of his hyena guard, came in complaining of a runny eye. "If you are good as your friends say you are, it won't matter that I am a hyena."

"I don't know about good, " Rafiki said. "But it does not matter what you are, as long as you feel suffering."

"Why does Scar hate you so?"

"Hasn't he told you?"

"Let's say for now that he has not. What would you tell me?"

"I would tell you that I am partly to blame. I had toyed with powers I did not fully understand, and given a foothold to the curse that burns him."

"Hfff! Honest little chap, aren't you! And yet a half truth is like a half-carca.s.s--it can be dragged twice as far. Tell me about this curse--help me to understand it."

"The words alone are corban. If they are spoken aloud, they would rot your bones, but I may whisper it to you."

Coming from the back, Rafiki leaned over and drew close to his ear. "What I do, " he whispered, "is what I have to do." Quickly Rafiki grabbed Krull's forearm and pinched one of the nerves. With his other hand, he grabbed his muzzle to stifle a shriek of pain. The hyena struggled and whined, but Rafiki's hold was secure. The jaws that closed so powerfully had weak muscles to open them, and Krull was not able to make more than a stifled moan. "Listen to me and listen well. When I release your jaw, the first words I want to hear are *I swear by my G.o.d that I will be your loyal servant.' Agreed?"

The hyena struggled again, but whimpered pitifully as Rafiki tightened his hold. "I hate violence. I hate to cause pain, but by my G.o.ds I can and will kill you if you refuse me."

The hyena relaxed a little and moaned again. Rafiki let loose his jaw.

"I swear by Aiheu that I will be your loyal servant."

"You don't believe in Aiheu. You will swear by Roh'kash."

"I swear by Roh'kas.h.!.+ For G.o.d's sake, let go of me! "

Rafiki let go of him and rubbed the sore spot on the hyena's shoulder. "Now I have need of an escort from time to time. I do not plan to stay cooped up in this tree like a woodp.e.c.k.e.r for the rest of my life. I need my herbs, and I need my sustenance. I must get Alba to nurse the wounded. You treat me well, and I will make you thank your Roh'kash for the day you met me. I am not evil. I will do nothing to harm you." He got some ointment. "Now about that eye problem. Old Rafiki will fix you up in a jif, as I promised."

SCENE: A VISITOR FROM THE EAST.

Taka did not prove to be a popular ruler. His unpopular standing was for far more than the coming of the hyenas, though they were universally despised. His insecurity was overwhelming, and he sought to fight all threats real and perceived with savage force. Still under it all, Taka wanted to be liked. He would sometimes whisper a tender word to a lionessa"wanting only a friendly reply--only to be rebuffed or simply ignored. At those moments he was most dangerous, for he would sometimes fly into a rage in frustration and hurt. Soon they learned that he could be placated by simple pleasantries, and they would return his greetings and agree that the weather was indeed fine today. But the very deep resentment crept out through their tone of voice, and he eventually stopped trying to speak with them rather than wince at their insincerity.

When Taka had been ruler of the Pride Lands for a year, a lioness named Kako had come out of the east seeking asylum for herself and her unborn child. Taka saw in her someone whose opinion of him was not already poisoned, and he felt that she had the sympathy of the other lionesses. So with little deliberation, and that mostly for show, he invited her to stay.

Kako was suitably grateful. She went on the hunt with Uzuri, even though her condition was less than ideal, and that overlooking her advanced pregnancy.

One night they were hunting wildebeests when Kako fell in agony. She was attended by two other lionesses while the others went on with the chase. It was there in an open savanna that she gave birth.

Like most lionesses who are not of royal blood, Kako was praying for a female. There is no difference in the love of a mother for a son or daughter, but a daughter does not grow up to be a lion, and she can be the comfort of a mother's old age. So Kako was both happy and sad when Isha cleaned off the child and said, "Mother, behold your son." He was small and wet and his nose was pushed in, the sort of beauty a lion could not appreciate, but a lioness wors.h.i.+pped. "Come, my son." She took the small child and placed it against her where it took its first meal under the starry heavens.

KAKO: Little one, small and soft as a new golden blossom

Little one, snuggled next to my heart,

Someday soon you'll be grown and be off on adventures

But your journey is still at its start.

Stay a while, don't be rushed, let the world wait to own you

Life is short, do not flee, for I've only just known you

Love is here, take my heart, let my strong arms enthrone you

Child of mine, gift of G.o.d, little one!

Isha came and touched the small infant with her tongue. "Isn't he beautiful! What are you going to call him?"

"He will be Mabatu, like his father." That was the only part of her past that was not locked behind a door of silence.

SCENE: YOUNG MABATU.

Taka found that he could speak to Kako without being reviled, though Kako was not overly friendly in return. Still, Kako would speak her mind, and to get more than two words out of her was Taka's one great pleasure outside of his mate Elanna.

When Mabatu's eyes first opened, the first thing he saw was his mother. And the second thing he saw was Taka peering down at him with an elated grin. "Look at him! Isn't he a looker! "

During the days of Mabatu's milk, Taka would save choice portions of the kills for Kako. Later he would bring Mabatu tempting tidbits to eat. Baba, as he was often called, found Taka more than an Uncle, for indeed he was like a father to the cub. Love was a rare commodity for Taka, and he begged for it from those who could and would feel for him. Indeed, when it suited him, Taka could be capable of great tenderness on his own terms and at his own times. This patronage frightened the other lionesses, who knew that the strength of his love was only matched by the strength of his hate. Those who had betrayed his love were as likely as not to end up dead.

Still, his care of Mabatu was his one shred of respectability that commanded respect from the lionesses. They even began to speak to him as he pa.s.sed. He was so surprised to have someone ask HIM if the weather wasn't divine that he suspected a joke at first. But little by little the pleasantries sounded more and more sincere. If it only wasn't for the hyenas, he might have made some friends.

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