"Kovu....Kovu!" A voice was trying to speak to this young adult that seems to be out of his thoughts on something before getting a hit to the head. He winces to hold his hand where he was hit, rubbing against it to sooth the sting. He looked up seeing his childhood best friend Miya.
"Ouch! Miya, why did you have to do that. I was just thinking about something."
"Sure you were and yet you ignored me during our time of hanging out. What sort of friend are you?" she grumbled to only hit him once more. He hisses in pain but stops her hand from hitting him over and over again. For his best friend, she still was so violent. After struggling with him to make him let go, she relaxed and stopped looking at him.
"Fine but be lucky..." she said while moving back not saying anything else right now but Kovu went back to thinking to himself of this small advice and saying he somehow knew but didn't know who told him about it. Was it his mother? Father? Ally? Who? He will find out real soon.