by Carl » November 25th, 2014, 4:51 am
Not waking even at the disturbances, the pale cub plopped to the earth before his mother. Sarafina smiled weakly at Scar as he spoke, "Thought I'd bring him back where he belonged, and see what all the commotion was about." The lioness opened her mouth to thank him, but her words were drowned out as the youthful crown prince bounded over.
"Uncle Scar, it was terrible! Adofo nearly died saving me! There was this huge rhino, and Rafiki said he'd died, but he hadn't, he's still alive, he's in bad shape, but he's gonna recover, but it's all my fault, if I hadn't led them out there this wouldn't have happened, he wouldn't have been in danger, andㅡ" as the golden cub took a breath, Scar placed a paw against his muzzle to silence him. So nothing truly horrible had happened. Scar could not deny, not inwardly, that he was disappointed, but at the same time, some small part of him was glad to know that his nephew had survived and lived on. Despite his best efforts to avoid any such nonsense, Scar had grown some modicum of attachment for the boy. After pretending to care for so long, he had somewhat begun to, and it unnerved him, but he would not let it dampen his resolve.
"And we are all ever so grateful that you are safe, young prince, and that your brother yet lives," he replied tartly, swishing his tail, "But I should like to deliver my utmost sympathies to your parents and brother, so run along and play with your friends."
"Okay, Uncle Scar," Simba agreed, returning to Nala at Sarafina's side, though she had not answered him when he had spoken to her. Tama said a practically giddy goodbye to Koma before striking off alone to find her mother. As Scar raised his paws to take his leave, the grey lioness cub followed along behind him and he set his jaw in a hard line for a moment before turning his best charming smile on the child.
"Koma... why don't you stay with Sarafina for now, hmm?"
"Yes, Scar..." she said hesitantly, agreeing simply because it was a lioness she knew about as well as she knew him. She trusted them, but they still made her nervous. She wasn't sure if she'd ever adjust to her new life, but she'd do her best to try. This would have been easier, though, had Tama stayed by her side.
No longer encumbered by any cubs, and relieved to be so freed, the dark lion prince strode elegantly around to the den's entrance, entreating his brother as he neared, hoping Mufasa wasn't in one of his "go to the plains and be stomped by elephants, Scar" moods. His voice was low, and as soft as he could make it, concern laced into it as convincingly as had ever been done.
"Mufasa? Your son was quite the brave one today. You have no idea how relieving it was to discover that everyone will be alright, after we noticed the panic around here. It's so good to know that all of the kingdom's princes are safe at home," he tried, "And why Sarabi, you must have been dreadfully worried. I do hope Adofo's recovery is quick and certain."
"Thank you Scar. We appreciate your concern," Sarabi murmured, still nuzzling her son.
(Do you want me to take over Nala? I noticed she's gone silent again, is all.)