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Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: August 20th, 2013, 1:41 am
by Gemini
This is a one-shot I wrote about a year ago as an experiment in first-person POV and the present tense, neither of which I use often. Nonetheless, it remains one of the most popular one-shots in my collection, so I decided that I would share it with you all. Do leave a thought at the end if you liked it! Or if you didn't... either way.

"Scar? Where are you?"

I walk into the cave, letting my eyes adjust to the thick, inky darkness which is spread through the expanse, surrounding me and all my senses as I tread forwards slowly. The thin mask of daylight outside barely makes its way inside, the entrance only appearing as a circle of brightness from the center of the yawning cavern. There's a pause of silence as my words echo slightly, and no one breaks it for several moments.

"Scar?" I query again, finally catching sight of a dark lion huddled uncomfortably over a rock ledge in the corner, limbs sprawled out and yawning slightly. Without a word, he clambers to his feet, making his way towards me emotionlessly, eyes glinting in the darkness as they study me intently. On his face is the same expression as always; something slightly aloof, cavalier, all feelings wiped clean and hidden behind a tough and powerful façade. But it doesn't fool me. It never did. He blinks a few times, lethargically, with the air of someone who has just been aroused from a much-needed respite.

"Hmmm? Who is it? What do you want?" he queries irritably, rubbing his temple with a paw. His features are still droopy and tired, with thick bags hanging under his eyes from the stress and lack of sleep. Overall, he appears miserable and haggard; not as handsome as he used to be. His temper is shorter, as well; I know it must be because he has worn himself out for the sake of leading the pride, trying his best to bring them through the worst of a drought and a notoriously profound lack of food. The rest of the lionesses blame him for their troubles, often calling him lazy and slovenly, but through it all he remains standing strong.

"It's Zira," I mutter quietly, walking farther towards where I perceive him to be, accidently bumping into his lithe body as I navigate through the shadows. He backs up slightly at my touch, surprised, but his face quickly softens as he looks back at me curiously.

"Oh," he utters casually, looking around with a slight smirk on his countenance, trying to ensure that we are indeed alone. "Come here…" he orders softly, to which I am too happy to oblige. I make my way to his side, nuzzling his neck contentedly as he glances down at me silently. "You look beautiful," he states frankly, and somehow I can tell that what he says is sincere. I laugh halfheartedly, bashfully turning away.

"No. No, I don't. There are so many other lionesses out there that are prettier than I am. Better than I am. I'm not worthy enough to be your queen," I mumble quietly, shrinking away from his proud, powerful figure. And I know there is nothing he can say that will convince me otherwise. It's the truth. Why would someone like him choose someone like me?

"Who insinuated that, now?" he smiles at me in a soft, sympathetic way. A way that he only smiles around me. He puts a paw around my side, drawing me closer to him, giving me no choice but to remain standing there quietly and compliantly.

"No one. But it's the truth," I reply calmly, adamant that nothing could change my mind, no matter what he said, no matter what rationale he gave me… somewhere I crave his acceptance, his adoration, but in the end I know I will never deserve it.

"Nonsense. You are set apart from the others."

"How?" I ask desperately, gazing into his eyes, which no longer hold that distant, emotionless glaze on them. Something about him looks solemn, perhaps a little sad…

"Because you are mine," he answers simply, licking the top of my head affectionately, apparently sensing my continued hesitation. I sit down with a sigh, not quite sure what to think at the present moment. Finally, he takes a few steps away from me, sauntering towards the edge of the cave before turning and looking at me imploringly. The king flops down onto his side, stretching his limbs comfortably, exposing his vulnerable belly, obviously trusting me as he rolls over and motions me towards him invitingly.

"Lie with me, Zira," he purrs reassuringly in my direction. I obey, walking over to him silently before I curl up against the soft fur on his chest, watching as the last of the light is drowned out by the darkness of nightfall outside. He again puts his paw around me, claws sheathed for once as he holds me delicately next to him. I close my eyes, somewhat sleepy as the gentle, steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulls me to the fringes of consciousness…

But there is one question that keeps me awake; one question which I feel must be answered before I drift away...

"Do you love me?" I ask quietly in the darkness of the cave, eyes still closed as I lay there, cuddled up next to him. For several moments, there is no answer, and I fear that he has already fallen asleep. But then his breathing hitches slightly, and he stirs slightly to gaze at me questioningly.

"What?" he asks simply, confused by my question.

"I know you trust me. I know you need me. But do you love me?"

I love him. I will always love him. But, now that I think about it, we rarely have the opportunity to talk together like this, and whether or not he loves me is something that, to my knowledge, he has never acutely expressed.

"My, my, aren't you the curious one?" he drawls almost incoherently, eyes already squeezed shut as he lies next to me, barely conscious. "First you think you're inadequate, and now you're asking that."

Somehow, however, I don't find his answer very reassuring.

"Well, do you?"

Scar sighs rather brusquely as I press him, although I imagine that he must be tired. Perhaps my question really is ridiculous after all.

"I shall answer you in the morning. I feel exhausted," he mutters softly, returning to his previous demeanor as he presses me closer to his warm body, nuzzling the side of my neck before resting his head on the stone floor of the small, secluded cave. Our small, secluded cave. I clutch his paw one last time, before slowly allowing everything to fade into darkness…

When I open my eyes again, the glare of the light from the cave entrance is almost nauseating. It appears to be noon already, although Scar is still sound asleep, his arm continuing to press against my chest as we lay side by side in the deep shadows nestled towards the cavern's otherwise deserted edge. For a moment, everything is silent and still as I wait for Scar to arouse himself, not caring to disturb his peaceful slumber in the meantime.

But then I remember something. There is a hunt today, and the other lionesses no doubt left at the crack of dawn. I'm already late. Very late. If I want to make it to the hunt at all, I will have to leave immediately. For a moment I consider shirking my responsibilities and skipping the day's hunt, not wanting to leave Scar behind, but I decide against it. I should be able to see him tonight. He will still be here for me, whether I succeed and bring back his bellyful of meat or not. And as for me… I will always be there for him as well.

I rise to my feet slowly, taking care not to wake the lion next to me, before I exit the cave, ready to start another day. I don't bother to nuzzle him or say goodbye; I'll be back soon enough anyways. As much as I don't want to hunt, those peaceful thoughts reassure me as I head out into the wilderness. I even vaguely remember the question that I had asked him last night, though now it seems much more ridiculous in my mind then it had. Tonight he will give me a definitive answer, though I am already quite sure he will admit that he does.

But then again, I suppose it is a mystery, considering the way things turned out. After all, I will never see him again.

Zira never got an answer to her question, did she? :oops: Ah well, that's where you come in! So, tell me (and Zira) what you think - did Scar really love her? Was it affection? A figment of her imagination? A mental mirage caused by dehydration? Or something else entirely?

Answer, folks! Don't keep her waiting too long - she's desperate!

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: August 25th, 2013, 3:00 am
by Lionness456
I think scar loves her:-) .

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: August 25th, 2013, 3:38 am
by Pocahontas
What a beautiful story. :) I think Scar liked her enough, in his own way. I wonder though, where was Nuka or the other cubs?

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: August 25th, 2013, 5:39 pm
by Bloodspill
Hmm...as for me it seems like Scar loves her but he's also afraid of it: he hates other lions, he's "misantrophe"...but on the other hand he loves Zira, it's maybe new and uncommon feeling for him...

Beautiful story, one of the best about Zira and Scar I've read (unfortunately there aren't that many stories...)

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: June 24th, 2014, 6:31 am
by Gemini
Thanks for all the great comments, guys! I'm glad you liked it, and for my part, yes, I agree. :) I think that they both loved each other in their own way - imo, they're my favorite TLK couple - and it's nice to see other people who think the same.

:zira-happy: :adored:

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: July 4th, 2014, 3:37 am
by Harvs
This is quite good for a simple one-off story. I've been hearing talk on your fan fictions since I got back, so I decided to check out a short one. Needless to say, I am impressed. Your vocabulary is vast and well-learned. There were a few minute spelling errors, but I only caught two. And it's a very touching story, not rewriting the characters to make it happen. I felt both Zira and Scar were in character the whole way through. Well... more Scar, but we haven't seen this side of Zira, and personally, I think this would be what she would have been like. Either way, I enjoyed this story. Short, sweet, to the point, and definitely worth the read. I look forward to your next piece. :nukasupergrin:

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: July 7th, 2014, 6:58 am
by Gemini
^ Thanks, man! That means a lot to me. I'm really glad you enjoyed it. :dreamy:

If you want to check out my FFn account, there's a lot more over there than there is over here. You don't have to, but I'd really like to hear your thoughts on them.

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: July 7th, 2014, 8:10 am
by Harvs
I'm not much of a reader, but I think I might have to check out some of your other works. :nukaeyebrow: As long as you can promise me this level of quality or greater :nukacool:

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: July 7th, 2014, 8:30 am
by Gemini

Re: Chameleon (Zira & Scar)

PostPosted: July 7th, 2014, 8:48 am
by Harvs