"Many primates aren't exactly kind to those from other tribes, your majesty," Zazu added, "And this one is from a very peculiar species, as this metal bird alone shows."
Sarabi pondered it, not sure what to do. It was ultimately her mate's decision, as king, but there were some things that concerned the lioness. Finally she responded; "Alright... if you're sure Mufasa. But what if he doesn't eat as we do? How would we care for him?"
This whole thing was most irregular, and the lioness wondered what the rest of the pride would think. They already knew that Scar disapproved, but then, he disapproved of everything they did. He was very bitter about his lot in life, though Sarabi wasn't entirely sure why. It wasn't as if he'd had a bad life or anything. The lioness took a step closer and peered down at the little creature. It wasn't as if it could hurt them at this stageㅡand if it grew dangerous they'd be able to do something about it. She would just have to be careful that it didn't crush her young prince in their sleep.