by Jiirani » January 1st, 2011, 4:20 pm
"A monkeys uncle."
The dark lion said, boredom plastered all over his face. He looked over at the golden cub, his green eyes scanning his nephew. He looked so much like Mufasa when he was younger, and Scar hated that, he hated it so much. Not as much as he hated the fact that he would never be king... He sighed, trying to not get himself to angry, he wanted to relax, and if he was angry and yelled at his nephew it would be all result in arguments with Mufasa. He waited for his annoying little nephew to reply, so that the faster the got this conversation going the faster Simba would leave, and the faster he could get to sleep, and hope that Zira wouldn't bother him too much...