"Awww! Mom, he's beautiful!" Kiara cooed, leaning in close, "hello little brother."
Vitani shifted uncomfortably, shuffling thoughts around her head, debating how, and whether to translate them into words. Giving up on restraint, she blurts, "So, is he new prince?"
Nala looks up calmly, "Well, he'll be first in line until Kiara's cubs are born."
Vitani's uncomfortable shifting suddenly infects Simba. "This... reminds me of another... Hey, Kopa, never grow up and try to kill your nephew?" he pretends to joke, though true worry hangs around the edges of his voice.
Kovu looks serious, "We won't let that happen, our cubs will be friends. We'll teach them never to hate like that..."
"Yeah" Kiara chimes in, "There will always be an important place here for my baby brother!"
My favorite, and under-represented theory of where Kopa fits into all this!