by changa » March 8th, 2011, 7:51 am
Scar lay down, intimidated by his brother. He was sweating, but Zira hadn't payed any attention to the mighty king. She was still muttering about hornbill for lunch. Lunch... "Scar, I'm starving over here. Get me some antelope or something." He groaned, and made his way out of the cave. But he wouldn't get her anything. He just wanted to be out of her company.