Shari stood. His anger growing by the second. His mission was clear, though the path was rocky. Such a dark past lead to his dark future. Words would not change him now. His anger gave him strength... at least that's how he saw it. Strength enough to complete his mission. No Zira's. His own mission to over throw Simba and any lion who stood in his way.
Looking through the array of faces that he had assembled, Shari said First you tell me lies Kovu... then you taunt me with something that I cannot achieve? Though neither of these statements were true, Shari saw things in a different light. His own light. He marched to the beat of his own drum.
His narcissism returned. Where is king Simba? I would have thought that Nala would be back with him by now. Shari said with a grim smile. It was only a matter of time before his plan would be revealed to Zira and the Outlanders.