Makaila had mad her way to Rafiki's tree. The black furred lioness cub was worried about Damon, and since Rafiki was wise, she was sure he could Help. "Sir Rafiki, are you up there?" She shouted up into the tree. "I need your help, it's my friend Damon, I'm worried about him." She howlered as she sat and waited.
Damon had drifted asleep, his mind racing in a blur of seemingly random images. Suddenly he shot up in a panic sweat as he saw he was still at pride rock. 'when will these nightmares stop.' He thought to himself.