"oh mufasa," rafiki said, "this is such a happy time. simba and nala are going to have thier first child. this is wonderful he will be wise, and strong! and, of course, a great king."
rafiki was painting a figure of a lion underneath the picture of simba. suddenly the wind began to blow.
"Yes?" rafiki asked. "is there a problem?"
the wind continued to blow. rafiki noticed that his picture of the cub was bweing smuged, erased. rafiki yelled at mufasa.
"Ah! what are you doing?" he picked up a gourd full of paint. "Now i have to paint this all... over... again..."
it was then that rafiki noticed that the picutre looked like simbas had been, when every one thought he was..... dead.
"What? oh no! no no no no no! whose idea was THIS?!?!! But this cub could be the greatest king ever!" Rafiki yelled. the wind blew harshly in his face. it was final. rafiki sighed and put the gourd down. he sighed and sat down.
"Simba is not going to be happy about this. no...." he said quietly.
hey everyone! this is the first part of my return of kopa book that i wrote a while back and you finally get to read it!
i am so so so so so so so SO sorry that i can't publish it, but i just couldn't wait any longer, so here it is! you guys can
read it in my journals. is that okay? please comment! i love feed back!
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Your writing is very good i have to say, keep it up