[ There's a crackle when the journal was shoved off of his head with a paw and flopped to the ground, bouncing once. He pressed on the button with a paw, his voice still a threatening growl. ] Simba! You and Kiara are not to travel alone.

Kovu! Explain yourself.

[ Everything was muffled at first. The sound of people talking in the distance was muted, as though there was a thick blanket over the speaker system of the journal that had been hung around his neck. Then, as his large paw lifted the layer of fur and tugged it to set atop his thick, mahogany mane, a familiar baritone could be heard muttering ( Read more... )

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[[ I will always be with you ]]