|
Prologue
Scene opens in a darkened cell. No distinctive cell features
can be seen. A faint whispering female voice is heard in
the darkness.
SAMIRA
| Please wake up
please wake up. |
The darkness is disturbed by the opening of a door. The
light from the passage falls on an infant lion cub held
by a despondent mother. A tall, cloaked female wolf emerges
from the passage and approaches the captive lioness and
her cub.
MIRANDAR
| Have you made a decision? |
SAMIRA
| I
I can't do this. How can I
|
MIRANDAR
| If he stays here he will die. I can't help you but
your son still has a chance. |
SAMIRA
| A chance? A chance at what? Better he die in my arms
than in the arms of his captor. |
MIRANDAR
| Better not to die at all. I am not your captor but
someone who can help you save him. |
SAMIRA
| Why
Why do you want to save him? |
Mirandar's tone changes, becoming gentle and sympathetic.
MIRANDAR
| Because I to am a mother. He is not supposed to be
here
Not like this. |
The captive mother turns her attention back to her sick
cub, stroking his head in the hopes of waking him.
SAMIRA
Mirandar kneels down in front of the captive almost in
a pleading stance her eyes locked to Samira's.
MIRANDAR
| He has been in this coma since your arrival. If he
is not treated soon he will die. |
SAMIRA
MIRANDAR
| I am offering your son the freedom you once knew.
|
Samira looks deep into Mirandar's eyes (her soul) and senses
an inner sincerity. Mirandar becomes uncomfortable and stands
to leave.
MIRANDAR
| There is no more time. (Turns to leave) I am sorry. |
Samira struggles to come to terms with the situation as
Mirandar exits the cell.
SAMIRA
| Wait! (long pause, struggling to finish sentence) |
Mirandar returns
MIRANDAR
| You have my word he will be safe. |
Slowly, Samira moves her hands over the comatose cub stroking
his fur in the hopes of reviving him.
MIRANDAR
Samira slowly hands over the cub as tears fill her eyes
struggling emotionally as she watches her cub being taken
away. She reaches out as Mirandar leaves the cell. In a
telepathic whisper Samira reaches out to her son one last
time.
SAMIRA
| Nakira, remember me... Remember your people... Grow
big and strong... |
The cub stirs as the inner voice of his mother is still
being spoken. The cell starts to darken as the door closes
leaving the distraught captor alone in the dark.
SAMIRA
|