Elsa scattered away throgh the jungle, pushing through all the great strans and palm plants in her way. Following behind her, the young white haired boy chased after the jungle girl. Elsa felt so paniced, being discoved by a stranger.
"Hey wait!" said Jack, calling out to her.
Though not a word said to her, she could understand at all. With living amoung lions, the lenguage she once spoke was forever lost and no longer came to her understanding. Elsa then came out from the brush and toward a steap, shallow river bed. She leaped down and landed on hard lumps of the rocks under the short stream of water She ran toward the other side of the river bank and quickly climbed up the short ledge. Elsa came on the top and then disappeared into the brush.
"Wait, slow down!" said Jack as came out of the brush and to the edge.
Jack took one step on the steap ledge, it suddendly gave in and colasp. Jack fell to the water below. He landed hard on large stone below, smashing his knee on one of their solid sufaceses.
"AAAHHH!" Jack yelped, feeling the unbarable pain of the middle of his knee.
His cry was heard by those nearby. Elsa, still trying to escape the boy, suddenly heard his cry of pain. She cam to stop before she turned and look back the way she had sounded like someone was hurt and may need help. The jungle girl then began to move back.
Meanwhile, back at the river, Jack continued to suffer the pain of his injued leg. Jack looked down to his right knee. He made one single move and fliched at the feeling as he reach down with both ands and took hold of his knee.
The young boy slowly rolled over to face the way he had came, careful not to trigger anymore agony of his injury.
"Aw man." he said.
Behind him, Elsa peered from the cover of the plants. She saw the boy, laying in the rirver, injued badly. Jack tried to stand up, but only triggered the pain of his leg and fell back down to the water. The blonde haired jungle girl began feeling sorry for the boy, seeing him so hurt and alone. She looked back the way she had came, knowing that this could be a chance to escape. Yet something kept telling her not to.
It didn't feel right to just leave him when he needed help. Elsa looked back to Jack. She bega to slowly approch the injured boy. Jack heard the movement of plants behind him. Jack turned his head and looked to what approched him from behind. His eyes showed him such a surprise. It was a girl. A young girl who looked to be two years younger then him, she had hair of the colour of icy blonde, braided to a french bera. Her eyes were blue like his and she was wearing a blue loin cloth.
Elsa stared at Jack, curiously. He could only do the sme back, seeing a wild girl here in the jungle. Elsa slowly came up to the ledge she knealed down and then leaped down to the stream. The water below her feet splashed upon landing. She came around the boy, in a croaching manner.
"W-who are you?" Jack asked curiously.
The blonde wild girl didn't answer him. She looked to his right leg, which he was holding tight. She came up to his leg and hessitationly reach out and touch his leg.
"AH!" Jack flinched, and moved his leg away. Elsa backed away from the boy, feeling intiminated.
"Hey, easy." said Jack.
He seemed so maimed. He was unabled to move with his leg and he was so far from his pride. He needed help or he would be hunted by any predator nearby, like that leopard. Elsa came up and tugged on his arm.
"Huh?" Said Jack.
Elsa crawled over behind Jack. The white haired boy looked back to the girl as she came back up and tugged on his shoulder. It looked as if she wanted her to follow her. Jack got back up on his feet, trying to take no mind to the unbarable torment of his injured leg. He tried walking over to the girl, but when he stepped with his right leg, he nearly fell to the watery ground. Elsa came back up to the young boy. She took hold of his hand and guided the injured Jack to the short ledge. She climbed up on top and then turned to help Jack. She pulled him. Up out of the shallow stream.
Jack step up his left leg an climbed up on the top of the ledge. His injured leg forced him to kneel down. Elsa pulled him back up on his feet. The wild girl then guided him through the jungle.
Meanwhile, Diata, Bagheera and Baloo were following the trail of the four cubs. Diata, following the scent of the four friends. The three were brought to the top of the hill. Baloo looked to the view of the wide jungle ahead.
"Wow, you seeing the bagie?" Asked Baloo.
"Quite a sight ain't it?"
"Baloo, this is no time for sight seeing." said Bagheera sternly.
The lioness mother continued to sniff, following the one of her adopted she suddenly picked up another unfamiliar scent. Diata was shocked. What she was sencing was the that of another predator. She widened her eyes as she raised his head up.
"Oh no." She said.
The memories of that day came flooding back. The day she lost her cub to those, scavenging, grey dogs. Her cubs scream echoing through her mind, the sound of her torment.
"Diata was is it?!" Asked Bagheera as she turned to Diata.
"Elsa!" She said as the lioness mother took off in the direction.
"Diata!" Said Bagheera.
Suddenly there were voices calling for Elsa. The two looked right and saw Simba, Nala and Zarya came into sight. They stopped and gasped.
"Bagheera!" Yelped Simba, shocked to see the black panther and grey bear.
Bagheera turned to the three cubs.
"Simba, Nala, Zarya!" He said sternly, so aggrivated that they went against his wish, that of Mufassa as well.
"Bagheera please, Elsa's..."
But the look of Bagheera showed no difference. As if... He already knows.
"I think he knows." Said Nala as she looked to Simba.
The young lion Prince nerrowed his eyes, feeling so ashamed and guilty.
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