In the months after Mufasa’s death and Simba’s disappearance, Sarabi grew thin with grief as well as with hunger, and turned away from anyone who would have offered comfort - except Nala, who Sarabi knew had loved her son. Nala she would abide, and so it was Nala who brought her such food as there was, Nala who slept beside her at night, at first curled up between the other’s paws, and later, when she had grown, curled around the older lioness like a protective quilt. With Nala beside her, Sarabi slept; all other times she sat awake in the mouth of the cave, watching the plains parch and the hyenas roam
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Heartbreakingly beautiful. I am envious of your ability to fit so much power and emotion into so few words--- you have a gift for spareness, and we're so lucky to have you here and sharing with us. Really well done. <3
THANK YOU SO MUCH. See, this is the part of the story I always wanted to see when I watched this movie, the part where the female characters get left behind and have to survive. Guh, and it's just perfect. ♥
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Again, beautiful and bittersweet, and just to the point.
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