“Have fun, Simba! See you later...” She called after him with a smile, watching the Prince and his father walk down the hill, leaving the lioness on her own and once they were out of sight, the smile faded. Not because her best friend was going to be away for most of the day, but because...well, she wished she could be in his place sometimes. Not as a Princess, not as the daughter of a King, but just...as a child with their father. “You’re lucky...” She mumbled sadly to herself, giving one last look in their direction before she turned and headed off in her own. It felt like it was getting harder and harder to deal with the fact that she didn’t have a father, and that she didn’t even know anything about him, but given the fact that her mother always said so little about him, if anything anytime she asked, she felt there was no point in asking anymore. Asking anyone.
For the first half our or so, Nala tried to practice her hunting, but the motivation just wasn’t there so she found a cool, shady spot underneath a large tree and plopped down with a sigh, head resting on her paws.