by LionPrincess » September 13th, 2009, 6:29 pm
Almasi ran after him, she ran right in front of him and laughed in his face "and who do you think simba is going to belive, you the son of Zira or me a poor little cub whos mother was exiled by him and who has been brought up an orphin" she laughed again "wee will see" she extended her claws and scratched her own muzzle and started to cry "SIMBA, SIMBA" she shouted as she ran off looking for the king