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Amara called for her two cubs, though they were now two years old. Sky was laying by a small puddle lapping up the small amount of water, the Okavango was drying up, and it was harder to find water.
Dusty slowly walked to the den, he was tense, he looked around keeping an eye out for Symba. "Yeah?" He said to his mother.
Amara chuffed and nuzzled Dusty. "You know Symba will force you from the pride soon..." she said sadly.
Dusty growled alittle "I don't want to."
 

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