Wekundu Hewa juu Wekundu Kiwara
The Cast
The
Lions:
Najisi--rape
a woman
Kipenyo--break
Kilio--weeping
Jito--small
river
Kianga--a
burst of light
Nyotakweu--starlight
The
Cheetahs:
Duma--cheetah
Zulia--drive
someone crazy
Mcheza--dance
Mara--turn
Kivumbi--dust
The
Hyenas:
Koroma--sigh
Gandama--be
frozen
Mwezi--moon
Chanjo--slash
Kifa--death
Kizuka--ghost
Rusho--throw
CHAPTER ONE
Author's
note: This fic is set just before the first TLK movie, in an area near the
Pride Lands. Any comments, questions, or corrections are welcome.
Koroma
wasn't a"bad girl". Just because she was the matriarch, just because
they had to poach to survive, didn't mean they were "bad". That was
life, and they were proud of it.
Mwezi
and Rusho, the most annoying sisters Koroma had ever seen, were busy
bickering--again.
Mwezi,
the smaller of the pair, was scarless and untouched--and loved to show it off.
Rusho, being quite a bit larger, was the more battle-scarred one. Her right ear
was reduced to a few scraps of dangling flesh, and her left upper lip, right
where it ended, was scarred and cut so that a few glistening fangs were
visible.
"That's
my zebra leg, Rusho!"
"Well,
I found it!"
"You
gave it to me, you termite!"
A
sharp bite sent Mwezi shrieking down the cobweb-encrusted earth, back to her
quarters. Their home was really nothing more than a large cave with tunnels
leading to other, smaller caves.
Rusho
chuckled darkly, settling down to her meal.
"You
know, I really wish you two wouldn't argue so much." Koroma commented.
"Aww,
ya' no fun," Rusho whimpered, imitating a scolded pup.Koroma chuckled.
"Evil,
evil, evil! That's what that little rat is!" Mwezi snarled, her voice
echoing off the tunnel down to the pair.
Kifa,
Koroma's "right-hand-scumbag", slid into the room. Her eyes, both of
them scarred, were blind, but she still could find her way around.
"Can
I help you, Koroma?" she asked, running a tongue over one of her teeth.
"She
no fun," Rusho replied, still using a childish voice, then smirked and
returned to her usual low-pitched growl. "Mwezi was bein' a
Rhokhash-forsaken brat again. No worries. Ya' can go back to ya' dungheap
now."
Kifa
frowned, her voice lowering to a growl. "I'd worry about my ways if I were
you," she warned. "You go back to argue with your sister, brat!"
Rusho
snarled before joining her sister, still grousing under her breath about the
zebra.
Kizuka
appeared. Despite being in her late teens in hyena years, she was by far the
most war-beaten. Her left hind foot was completely shattered and was always
dragged behind her. She was missing her right eye, and due to several missing
back teeth, she had to keep a large, rather thick root in her mouth.
"Rusho
was being a no-good thief again, eh?"
"We
all were," Koroma quipped. "It's a living."