by Kipekee » August 2nd, 2012, 3:39 am
"Like that blue and cream bird that died a while ago. It doesn't matter who the priderock he is." Mauti spat. She was a toughie.
[meanwhile, the 'evil' lion in the shadows]
The black lion watched. "Whew, boys." He whispered. He was in the pridelands side, but was an outlander. He was hiding in a bush. "She's a hottie. It's true. I will be king, and she'll be my queen."