So stunned, the bullet's excruciating pain felt so unbearable. Without a single movement, Elsa could only lay still upon the white back of her adopted mother. Diata brushed through the lush vegetation, all through the time, with all her remaining strength, Elsa tried hanging one while also covering the bullet wound that had passed right through her left shoulder. With the use of her left hand, gripping tightly to her mother's white fur. It was also followed with pain from her wound.
As she laid motionless, the jungle girl slowly faded from her conscious. He vision began to blur and was about to come into darkness. As he blue eyes became covered, Diata hurried through the lush jungle. She rushed as fast as she could allow herself to go. The fearful mother was left with her adopted cub life in such danger.
Her hope was for her daughter to be alright and be able to reach the pride. Never could she bare the loss of another child, it was the tragedy that she could.
Diata had finally came out from the jungle and into a clearing before the rushing stream of water. Diata turned back to gaze upon Elsa. Her young girl cub was starting to fade away. The lioness was horrified.
"Elsa..." she said in a whispering tone. Her heart beated as vastly as her agony. Time was becoming so short for her girl cub, her only hope was across the wide rushing water.
"Just hang on."
Diata turned back toward the fallen tree over the river. The lioness leaped up and landed upon the surface of the fat, bark truck. She then ran across the tree to the other side, returning into their known part of the jungle. Just then, a familiar bluebird fly by and spotted Diata. He gasped upon seeing Elsa wounded and flew down to the white lioness.
"Diata!" he called to her.
Diata gazed up upon the bird's appearance.
"Zazu!" she said.
The bird stopped and hovered, flapping his wings up and down.
"Oh my.." He said widening his eyes upon the badly hurt child.
"What has happened?!"
"Zazu, please find Help!" Diata said, just as she leaped down on the ground and turned to look at the majordomo.
"Oh, Yes, at once!" said Zazu as he flew off ahead.
Diata then continued her most desperate journey to the pride. Much to her luck, they were not so far from here. But it wasn't enough for Elsa. She raced through the spaced crowd of trees. All the while, Esa could no longer keep herself awake. Her head laid down upon her mother's back and she passed from her consciousness.
Elsa's hand was released from the back of her mother and slid downward, dangling.
It was short time to passed, Diata had finally reached the Prides den. From near the mouth of the cave, Sarabi was lying under the burning sun. Along with her was Sarafina and Nala, wrapped in her front legs. At the side of the lioness queen, Simba layed next to her. Both he and Nala were now confined to stay with the lionesses after their disobeying action of crossing the river.
Sarabi gazed toward the jungle where she then witnesses Diata emerge into sight, carrying a now unconscious, Elsa. The lioness widened her eyes in shock as she stood up on her four paws. Sarafina turned and saw Diata rushing toward them.
"Sarabi!" She cried.
The tanned lioness gazed in shock at Elsa, laying motionless upon her back. Simba and Nala gazed toward the motionless wild girl. Both of them were left without words and shocked beyond belief.
Simba came up beside Diata looking up at the wild girl now deep slumber.
"Elsa?" he said.
The wild girl only remained motionless. Simba began to frown. He came up and pushed her hand with the top of his head.
"Elsa, wake up!" Simba pleaded.
Yet till Elsa did not awaken. Simba could feel such remorse and pain for his friends state.
"What happened to her?!" Sarabi questioned.
The answer was nothing for Diata to even believe herself. Never could she even imagine that her own kind would fire their steel branches of fire at cub, let alone one of their own.
"Man." she answered.
Diata stared to her.
"What!" she said in shock.
Sarabi was but left so surprised. To know that man was responsible for something that was so unthinkable as this. Though this was not the time for an answer. Elsa was suffering deeply from her wound and was in need of help.
"Come, bring her into the cave."
The three lioness walked inside the den. Simba and Nala turned to watch as they take Elsa into the cave. Simba was left with such guiltiness. All because of his ego and curiosity, Elsa had end up getting hurt. The young prince narrowed his head, shutting his eyes with such shame for what he had done. He could only place the blame upon himself for Elsa's suffering wound.
Within the cave, Sarabi lead Data to the flat stone plate form at the back of the cave.
With care Sarabi came up beside Diata and took hold of the top Elsa's loincloth. She then lifted the girl cub off of her mother's back. Sarabi then turned and carried the girl to the rock plate form. The tanned lioness set the girl down, laying her on her back. Diata came up and stared down at her adopted daughter. She frowned upon the state of Elsa, she could not bear to see her like this.
The white lioness came up onto the plate form and lied down next to her daughter. As she continued to look down upon her, she felt so ashamed. All she wanted was to protect Elsa, to give her the life she had failed to give to her lost cub. But now her her adopted daughter lies, shot by one of her own kind.
"I'm sorry, Elsa." she said, tears emerging from her eyes.
"I never should have let this happen
Diata leaned down and nuzzled her adopted cub. Sarabi and Sarafina looked in such remorse for their friend. They closed their eyes and narrowed their head, praying for Elsa's return from this undeserved tragedy.
(Don't think the worst, my friends. The next chapter is soon to come! Please comment and review!)