Mufasa tumbled off the cliff face and into the ravine.
He stared into the face of his betrayer, Scar, and wondered why his brother betrayed him.
All he knew was that kin-slaying came with a terrible price, and hoped that Scar would receive what was coming to him.
He crashed into the ground, and although injured was still alive.
Was that all his brother had.
He nearly chuckled, nearly, that was because at that moment he heard a distant rumble that sounded like thunder.
It was a massive stampeded, and it was heading right for him.
As he was trampled to death his desire for revenge overcame him.
His skin glowed a bright red, and suddenly he transformed.
His body ballooned outwards, and his fur turned a bright red, he felt his muscles and bones rearranging.
Suddenly where Mufasa stood there was a big red dog, and his name was Clifford.
But most importantly, the dog was livid.