by Iri » May 3rd, 2014, 2:25 am
Again for the first time, Arida drew her lips back in a snarl. "Do you want to know why I left?!" she hissed. "I was sick of Simba judging me for my bloodlines. For being related to Scar. My mother was the sister to Zira, Zira was Scar's mate. So what? To Simba, all that mattered were my bloodlines. I was never treated the same way as the others were."