In the deep foilage under the tree's next to the beach hidden deep in the bushes was a pair of white lionesses almost identical to one another...
Jasiri couldn't believe her eyes as she laid just a little ways away from Imara. Laying there staring right back at her was an almost mirror image of herself. She almost couldn't believe what she was seeing if it wasn't for the fact that she'd touched Imara and heard her speak. She could still contribute that to a dream if it wasn't for the sting still in her face from Imara hitting her with her paw. There was only one thing seperating them from being completely identical to one another and that was their noses. Her nose was white and Imara's was black. It was such a little difference that they could easily get into a case of mistaken identity. Oh wait... That was a good idea and such a mischievious one too.
Imara was so pleased to finally be at her sisters side. She had heard stories of her for so long and to finally see her up close was amazing. She really did look just like her. Imara couldn't wrap her mind around the idea that there was someone else out there that looked just like her until she was face to face with her twin. Now she was here with Jasiri and there wasn't going to be anyway that she would lose her again. It took way too long to find her. They had been cubs the last time she saw her and she couldn't even remember that. Neither of them remembered as Jasiri hadn't even known her name. No wonder she had been the only one searching. It made sense. She was taken by an older lioness who couldn't have cubs and raised as her own with her mate. They hadn't wanted her to think she wasn't theirs and she looked so much like them that there was no reason for her to question it. Only she Imara had grown up knowing the truth.
Conrad The Mighty