Fan Art Albums of My Lion King

She roared. Enraged that she couldn't save her beloved King from his mutinous subjects and his insane Nephew. Zira felt the burning tears that stained her face. She couldn't believe it. Scar was dead.. dead..! The air was filled with ashes and embers. It began pouring. The hyenas began to drag their kill away to the Graveyard. But the enraged widow was NOT going to let them get away with this. No one would. She would NEVER let it go. Zira's scent became apparent to the savage dogs. They turned around, growling. "Who the heck are you?" Zira grit her teeth as she put her face forward to the traitors who dared commit mutiny. "I am ZIRA!"