Vitani woke at the sound of an unfamiliar lion yelling out to them. She growled softly. No one disturbed her sleep! Everyone at pride rock had discovered and aknowledged that when, soon after the outlanders had arrived, one of the pridelander lionesses had attempted to wake her up for an early morning hunting trip and had ended up nearly losing an eye. She was fine, aside from some minor scarring, but the pride had soon learned to leave Vitani when she was asleep.
"Who the hell...?" She muttered, stretching and padding over to where king Simba stood outside. The unfamiliar lion stood close by him. Vitani gave another growl, getting both of the lions attentions. Simba's face became half worried, half amused as he worked out her motives for coming up to them.
"Exuse me." She said, going up to the lion, who was looking slightly perplexed. "i don't know who you are and why you're here, but you're about to learn the first rule of living in the Pridelands." Then, without any warning, she gave him a smack around the face. "Don't wake me up at unearthly hours!"
She padded back over to Simba. "Good extreamly-early morning, your majesty."