Morning of Day Two


The soft light of dawn crept over the horizon, gradually pushing the night’s shadows aside. The camp was quiet except for the gentle rustling of the grass and the occasional movement from the group as they stirred to greet the new day. The first rays of sunlight kissed the earth, casting a warm golden glow over the Outlands. It was a welcome sight after the cool, peaceful night they had shared under the stars.
Kion was already awake, sitting by the dying embers of the campfire, deep in thought. The fire had burned down to glowing coals, and the air was fresh, tinged with the scent of dew. The journey had only just begun, but the distance they still needed to cover weighed on his mind. He could sense the anticipation in the air as everyone started to wake up. The royal coronation awaited, but it felt like there was so much more to the journey than simply reaching Birdstain. Every step, every moment together, was shaping them in ways they hadn’t fully realized yet.
Simba, Nala, and Kiara were already up, standing at the edge of the camp and looking out over the vast expanse of the Outlands. The dry, dustier plains stretched endlessly before them, a stark contrast to the lush Pridelands they had left behind. The wind was still, and the earth beneath their feet was cracked and hardened, a reminder of the harshness of this land. The group was now deep into the Outlands territory, and soon, they would be crossing into the Backlands, where Makucha’s domain loomed.
As the group continued their journey through the Outlands, the sun rose higher in the sky, casting long shadows over the parched earth. The land was vast and silent, the dry plains stretching endlessly in every direction. Despite the rugged and unforgiving landscape, there was a strange beauty to it, a reminder that even in the harshest conditions, life found a way to thrive.
Kion, Simba, Nala, Kiara, and the others had been traveling for hours, and their path now brought them closer to the edge of the Outlands. The wind was calm, the air dry, and the only sounds were the distant calls of birds and the soft rustling of the grass underfoot.
As they moved forward, Kion’s keen eyes spotted something in the distance. A faint silhouette of movement caught his attention—something stalking through the tall grass.
“Wait,” Kion said softly, raising his paw and tail to signal the group to stop. “Look over there.”
The others halted, following Kion’s gaze. There, a few hundred yards away, Chuluun, the graceful female snow leopard, was moving with the utmost precision. She was crouched low to the ground, her spotted coat blending seamlessly with the golden-brown grasses, her muscles rippling with focus. In front of her, an unsuspecting male antelope grazed, oblivious to the predator watching him from the shadows.
Kion, Simba, and the others watched in silence, knowing better than to interrupt her hunting. Chuluun was a master of stealth, and they respected her skills. Her movements were so fluid, so calculated, that it was hard to imagine her as the same fierce snow leopard who had once stood as an adversary to Kion and his family. But time had a way of changing things, and since Makucha and Chuluun had joined the Pridelands, the dynamics had shifted. They had been accepted into the circle of trust, their past conflicts with Kion and the others slowly fading away.
As they continued to observe, Chuluun made her move. She crept closer to the antelope, her paws barely making a sound as they pressed against the earth. Her gaze remained fixed on her target, her body tense with the anticipation of the chase. The male antelope, still unaware of the danger, took a few more steps forward, his head lowered as he grazed.
“Let’s stay back,” Nala whispered, her voice barely audible. “We don’t want to disturb her.”
The others nodded in agreement, their eyes never leaving Chuluun. The female snow leopard was now close enough to pounce, but she held her position, waiting for the perfect moment. The wind shifted slightly, but still, the antelope did not sense the danger.
Kion watched with admiration. He knew that despite the challenges they had faced in the past, Chuluun had earned her place in the Pridelands. Her loyalty to Kion and the family had been unwavering, and though her past was filled with darkness, she had proven that she could change.
“She’s good,” Kion said quietly, his voice full of respect.
“Yes, she is,” Kiara replied, her gaze fixed on the snow leopard. “I can see why Kion trusted her.”
Their conversation was cut short as Chuluun finally made her move. In a blur of speed and precision, she launched herself at the antelope, her powerful legs propelling her forward. The male antelope barely had time to react before Chuluun’s sharp claws caught him by the neck. There was a brief struggle, but it was over quickly. The antelope had no chance against such a skilled predator.
Kion’s group stayed in place, watching in silence as Chuluun began to drag the kill into the shade of a nearby tree. They respected the way she worked, and no one moved to interrupt.
“That was impressive,” Simba said softly, his voice full of pride. “She’s changed a lot.”
Kion nodded, his eyes never leaving Chuluun. “I’ve seen her grow, not just in strength, but in her heart. She’s a different leopard than she was before.”
As they continued to watch, they noticed another figure nearby. Resting on a rocky formation not far from where Chuluun had made her kill was Makucha, the male leopard who had once been Kion’s enemy. His golden-brown fur blended well with the rocks, making him almost invisible from a distance.
“Makucha,” Kiara murmured, surprised by his presence. “Is he always like this?”
Kion gave a soft chuckle. “Makucha is a little more reserved. He’s a thinker, likes his solitude. But when he’s around others, he’s a part of the family.”
As if on cue, Makucha raised his head, his sharp eyes glinting in the sunlight as he noticed Kion’s group watching him. He didn’t move immediately, but his gaze remained steady, acknowledging their presence. After a long moment, he stood and stretched, his lean body rippling with strength.
“He’s still as proud as ever,” Nala remarked, watching Makucha with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.
“Makucha always had his pride,” Kion replied, his tone fond. “But he’s also earned the respect of the Pridelands, just like Chuluun has.”
Suddenly, a rustling noise caught their attention, and they turned to see Fahari, the other lighter leopard, patrolling the nearby cliffs. His sleek form moved with purpose, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon for any potential threats. Fahari had always been a bit more independent than the others, but he, too, had proven himself as an ally and a valuable member of the group.
As for Yun-Mibu and Badili, they were having fun with each other on the top of a nearby tree quietly for now, the two leopards, still caught up in their moment of connection, took notice of the group’s arrival, but they did not stop.
Yun-Mibu and Badili. The two leopards, each with their own unique strengths, had been partners for some time now. While the other members of the group had their moments of bonding or action, Yun-Mibu and Badili had taken a rare opportunity to retreat into a quiet space of their own.
The top of a tall, sturdy tree in the Outlands offered them the perfect refuge. The branches, thick and strong, provided ample cover while still offering a commanding view of the land below. The two leopards were nestled into the dense foliage, their fur blending with the leaves and branches as they sat side by side.
For now, they were content with simply being in each other's presence, away from the rest of the group. The world below seemed distant, and the gentle rustling of the leaves above them created a soothing backdrop to their quiet conversation.
My love... starts kissing his neck softly with love
Yun: Mmmh. purrs softly feeling that
Badili keeps kissing his neck, getting close to his mouth.
Yun: Ooooh Badi~ his long tail rubs the hybrid’s balls
Badili: Ohhh Yun... moans a little as his dick starts growing up
Yun: keeps purring and rubbing his balls, and whispers in his ear I want you~
Badili: Ohhh... his dick gets really hard and he kisses him passionately
Yun: Mmmmmm~ kisses back
Badili: Mmmmmn... lays him on his back, keeping kissing, sharing his tongue
Yun: Mmmmmmmmmm...
The lighter-leopard’s dick touches Yun-Mibu’s ass as they keep tongue kissing. Soon, Yun-Mibu breaks the kiss and moans softly.
Badili: positioning his big dick. “Are you ready, cutie?”
Yun: Yes, stud~
Badili: smirks and sticks his tongue slowly, but deeply in his tight ass Ooohhh fffuuuuck, you're so tight~
Yun: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!~ You're sooooooo biiiiiiiiiiig!!~
Badili: leaves the knot outside and starts thrusting not too fast or slow Ohh. Ohh. Yun-Mibu.
Yun: Ahh. Ahh. Badi~
Badili: keeps thrusting, loving to feel his dick rubbing his tight, soft walls Oohh. Mmmm. Yes.
Yun Mibu moans loudly, loving Badili’s big, knotty dick in his tight ass. The hybrid starts thrusting harder and faster.
Yun: Oooooooooh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck~
Badili: Aahhh. Oohh Yun... I love your ass... keeps thrusting and moaning
Yun: Mmmmhh... I love your dick~
Badili: Aahh. Good to know.
Badili pushes his dick deeper, making the knot entering in Yun’s ass. Now all the leopard’s dick is inside him.
Badili: Ooohhhh~
Yun: Fuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!~ screams in both pain and pleasure, mostly pleasure
Badili starts thrusting harder, faster and deeper, kissing Yu -Mibu’s neck. The clouded leopard keeps moaning loudly, loving every single thrust.
Badili: his dick starts swelling, leaking some cum Oohhh. Yun Mibu! Aahh. I wanna cuuuuum!
Yun: Fill me with your children, Badi!
Badili: Oh baby.
The hybrid pushes his dick really deep with a last and super hard thrust, cumming a loooot of his hybrid cum into Yun Mibu’s ass.
Badili: Oooohhh yyeeeaaahhh!!!~
Yun: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!~
Badili starts panting, cumming a bit more, and Yun Mibu hugs him tightly.
Badili: Mmmmm... purring, looking at him with love
Badili kisses Yun’s chest softly and he blushes.
Badili: keeps kissing softly his body, leaving his ass too Mmmmh~
Yun: Mmmmh~
Badili: keeps kissing his body, going down to his dick Mmmm... You're as sexy as cute, honey.
Yun: Hehe. You're the cute one, honey.
Badili smiles and starts licking his balls.
Yun: Mmhhh~ Ooohh, that tongue~ his dick starts hardening
The hybrid gives his balls more licks, slowly.
Yun: Ahh. Ahh yeeah~
Badili’s tongue goes up, licking his dick, making it twitch.
Badili: starts sucking it slowly Mmmmm...
Yun Mibu moans softly. Badili starts going a little faster, enjoying his barbs rubbing his lips.
Yun: Ooohhh Badili~
Badili sucks harder and faster and Yun’s dick twitches more. The hybrid keeps sucking hard and fast as he starts playing with his balls. Yun Mibu’s precum leaks and
Badili sucks more, going deeper.
Yun: Oooh yessss~
Badili keeps his movements, playing faster with his balls. Yun Mibu’s dick starts swelling. The hybrid can feel it and sucks really hard and deep, almost deepthroating it.
Yun: Aah fuck... I'm gonna cumm!!!~
Badili starts deepthroating his cock and Yun Mibu cums hard in his mouth.
Badili: Mmmmmm... swallows his cum
Yun Mibu pants a little heavily. Badili leaves his dick, licking his lips after tasting his mate’s cum. The clouded leopard blushes.
Instead, they finished their mating ritual with a final shared breath before separating. They both nodded to Kion, who was at the forefront of the group, with a mix of warmth and respect. Despite the passion of the moment, there was no awkwardness or tension. The bond between the Lion Guard and Makucha’s group was one built on mutual respect, trust, and shared history. Yun-Mibu and Badili had been loyal allies for years, and their presence now was both a sign of solidarity and a reminder of the strength of the alliances forged over time.
The landscape around them felt vast and empty, but there was an undeniable sense of familiarity in the air at Makucha’s territory. Kion couldn’t help but think about the months that had passed since they had last seen the male leopard, and the changes that had taken place since then.
He could still recall the first time he and Makucha had crossed paths. It had been a tense moment, a clash of willpower and pride, but over time, their relationship had transformed, evolving into something more meaningful, something built on trust and respect.
Kion looked out over the Outlands, his eyes searching for any sign of movement. It wasn’t long before he spotted the familiar form of Makucha resting atop a large rock formation, his tawny coat blending with the rocky terrain. Despite Makucha’s distant and reserved nature, there was something about the way he carried himself now—something more open, more at peace.
As Kion approached the resting leopard, he noticed Chuluun, the snow leopard, nearby. She seemed quieter than usual, and as Kion’s eyes swept over her, he couldn’t help but notice the slight roundness of her belly. It was subtle at first, but it was there—a sign of the changes that had taken place since their last meeting.
“Makucha,” Kion called softly, his voice carrying across the distance. The leopard’s ears perked up, and he stood with a fluid motion, his amber eyes locking onto Kion’s form. His muscles rippled as he moved toward the younger lion.
"Ah, Kion," Makucha responded, his voice deep and measured. “It’s been a while.”
Kion stopped a few paces away, offering a nod of acknowledgment. “It has been. Months, in fact.” His gaze shifted briefly to Chuluun, who was watching the exchange quietly. “I see Chuluun’s... carrying something more than just the weight of the journey.”
Makucha’s expression softened, his eyes briefly glancing over to his mate. “Yes. Chuluun is pregnant. It’s a surprise to us both, but we’re excited. There’s a good chance it could be either mine or yours, Kion. Or both.”
Kion’s heart skipped a beat, his mind immediately going back to their last moments together in the Tree of Life. He knew that both he and Makucha had shared close, intimate moments with Chuluun in the past, and the thought of possibly being a father to the cubs growing inside her was both surprising and comforting. There was no question that whatever happened, Kion would be there for the cubs, just as he had been for his own family.
“I didn’t expect this,” Kion said softly, his voice thoughtful. “But I’m glad you two are happy. It means a lot that you’re trusting me with this.”
Makucha gave him a subtle nod, his amber eyes locking with Kion’s. “We’ve come a long way, Kion. And you have earned my trust. No matter what happens, I will help raise those cubs with you. It’s the least I can do.”
Kion’s chest swelled with emotion at the promise. He had never imagined that his journey would lead him to a partnership like this—one that extended not just between himself and Makucha, but now also with Chuluun. The thought of raising cubs together, of sharing in that responsibility, was something Kion had never anticipated, but now he couldn’t picture it any other way.
As Kion took a deep breath, he glanced over at Makucha again, wondering what the leopard would say next. Makucha, as always, seemed reserved, but there was a new warmth in his gaze.
“I’m glad you’re here, Kion,” Makucha said, his voice calm but filled with an underlying sincerity. “I heard word that the royal coronation is nearing. The invitation has reached me as well.”
Kion blinked, surprised. “You received an invitation to the coronation too?”
Makucha nodded, his gaze unwavering. “I did. And I think it’s time I joined you for this journey.
Kion’s brows furrowed as he processed Makucha’s words. He had thought the journey would be mostly limited to his family and the royal guard. The idea of Makucha and his group—Chuluun, Yun-Mibu, Badili, and Fahari—joining them on this journey was unexpected, but not unwelcome. It felt right.
“I’d be honored if you and your group traveled with us,” Kion said, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “We’ve become more than just allies, haven’t we?”
Makucha gave a small smile in return, the first real smile Kion had seen from him in some time.
“I’ll still retribution that last mating, on which you let me hurt.” Makucha said, shaking his tail high in the air.
“You asked for it!” Kion remembered him.
“True, but I’ll do it!” Makucha said.
“Can’t wait, my love!” Kion kissed the leopard’s lips. Makucha did the same too, in front of the whole group, at this moment Badili and Yun climbed down the tree.
Chuluun, who had been silently observing the conversation, finally spoke up. Her voice was soft, but there was a distinct warmth in it. “I’m glad you’ve accepted us, Kion. It means a lot to me, and to Makucha as well.”
Kion smiled warmly at her. “You’ve always had a place with us, Chuluun. And I’m sure the cubs will, too.”