The morning sun made Kovu stir slowly. His dreams had made sleeping difficult at best, but his body had been so exhausted that it didn't matter. As he lifted his head toward the sun, a stinging feeling over his left eye reminded him why he was out here. He hadn't wanted them to worry about him, not when Simba was in such bad shape. Kiara's soft breathing against the back of his neck told him that she'd at least decided to get some sleep. That was good...especially after what had happened to her father. Kovu still couldn't imagine how worried she must have been.
He rolled over so that he was facing her. Even in her sleep, he could see lines of worry over her muzzle. "...Kiara..." he said quietly as he gently nuzzled her, her name barely more than a whisper.
The nuzzle seemed to melt away some of the stress that her expression had still been wearing, even in sleep. Slowly her eyes fluttered open, squinting at the morning light.
Kiara remained where she was, as she seemed to still be in a sleepy daze. A mumble of a soft 'Kovu', however, was certainly audible.
Well, at least she would say his name. That was a start, considering how worried he was that she was angry at him for not talking last night and then just disappearing on her. Now the question was if it was a good idea to wake her up the rest of the way. He cringed a little at the thought of her yelling at him, but if it was going to happen he might as well get it over with.
"...You awake?" he asked softly, trying to keep his voice soft enough so that if she wasn't he wouldn't accidentally wake her up.
He cringed again as a light breeze blew over them, reminding him about the injury from his mother. But he'd already spent the whole night worrying about it, and dreaming about it, and getting more and more distressed over it. The best thing he could do now was to just be there for Kiara, which he hadn't done last night at all. Her father had almost been killed, and Kovu had really only been thinking of himself. He...needed to apologize.
At that question she finally moved a little, stretching her paws out and a soft yawn coming from her muzzle. "Mmm, kind of..." was her sleepy reply. She was awake, more or less.
Kiara was, however, somehow not so sleepy that she didn't miss him cringing beside her. What was wrong?
"Nothing!" Kovu answered too quickly. "...Nothing," he repeated. That second time, he almost said it more for himself than for Kiara. He sighed. Maybe it would be harder not to worry than he thought.
"...How's Simba...?" he asked carefully, wanting to put that topic to rest so they could both try to breathe a little easier.
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He rolled over so that he was facing her. Even in her sleep, he could see lines of worry over her muzzle. "...Kiara..." he said quietly as he gently nuzzled her, her name barely more than a whisper.
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Kiara remained where she was, as she seemed to still be in a sleepy daze. A mumble of a soft 'Kovu', however, was certainly audible.
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"...You awake?" he asked softly, trying to keep his voice soft enough so that if she wasn't he wouldn't accidentally wake her up.
He cringed again as a light breeze blew over them, reminding him about the injury from his mother. But he'd already spent the whole night worrying about it, and dreaming about it, and getting more and more distressed over it. The best thing he could do now was to just be there for Kiara, which he hadn't done last night at all. Her father had almost been killed, and Kovu had really only been thinking of himself. He...needed to apologize.
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Kiara was, however, somehow not so sleepy that she didn't miss him cringing beside her. What was wrong?
"Are you alright...?" she asked.
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"...How's Simba...?" he asked carefully, wanting to put that topic to rest so they could both try to breathe a little easier.
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