by KingKovu44 » June 25th, 2011, 12:38 am
Time passed, and soon it was dinner time. Everyone was seated around the dinner table. Simba looked at Zira. "You know, Aunt Zira, you haven't said much since the news that Scar would return. Since it's my job to fight him, you must be glad to not have to fight your husband," he said.