Scar silently sat on the solid stone, presenting a gloomy expression. As all the lioness stared up at him with sorrowful eye's as Nala shed a tear at the thought of her dead friend, the only friend she really ever had. Once Scar had finished speaking, loud laughter echoed through out the pridelands. Hyenas marched through, fully welcomed by the king. That day was the start of something horrible.
1 week later...
"Mom?" Nala's once happy and cheerful eye's had faded, only showing sadness and a bit of fear . The small cub everyday still mourned over the loss of her friend, and all she had left was her mother. Sarafina's calm gaze gradually shifted to meet Nala's.
"Yes Nala?" Sarafina softly said with a smile, even though Sarafina was smiling you could see she was faking it, she grew up with Mufasa they where not that close but she still cared for him and Simba.. She deeply cared for him. It hurt her to hear they passed on.
Nala took a long moment to spit it out, but eventually she did. "Mom.. Without Mufasa, will the pridelands be alright? Will Scar be a good king?.." The creamy pelted youngster looked down at her paw's in wonder, she knew so little about the new king. She did enjoy speaking to the former king, Mufasa, he was respectful and enjoyed almost everyone's company. He was kinda a fatherly figure to her for a bit, she never really had a dad.. Or a brother.. Simba and Mufasa was like her second family, but now it's gone.. And she was unsure of this king. He seemed nothing like the former king already, he barely left the cave and always seemed cold and dark. He seemed insane as well, he actually liked hyenas.. "Also.. Why is he always alone?" She stopped thinking about Mufasa, Simba, and the pride's future so she wouldn't start crying.
Scar was approaching the den with his queen, Zira, he never really loved that rouge lioness but he would do anything to get a heir. Sarafina sighed, knowing Scar was about to come in the den to sleep. "Well.. He hasn't been king for long.. Let's see what he brings, okay?" She eyed Scar as he passed, she disliked Scar since they grew up but she learned to stay polite. Sarafina sighed and finally answered her second question as her eye's where filled with curiosity. "Nala, just some lions want to be alone, and that's okay. Always remember darling, some lions aren't going to be the most kind.." She said before resting. Sarafina didn't know how to explain to a young cub Scar's past, why hes REALLY alone in the world.. Sarafina honestly misses Scar a bit, they where once friends.. It kinda hurts her to see Taka like this..
Nala rolled her eye's, she didn't understand really. Who would want to be alone? Nala looked up to see Scar giving her mother a rather rude look, and why does it seem mother and Scar hate each other so much? Every time they cross paths they either ignore one another like they don't exist. In Nala's eye's Scar hated her, once Simba introduced Nala to his Uncle Scar and it didn't go well.. He looked at Nala and then quickly turned away, and didn't talk much but maybe hes like that to everyone, she didn't know.. A part of the curious cub wanted to know, maybe he was like Mufasa.. Other than the fact he trust those hyenas.. She could have someone to talk to again! She could instead talk to her mother but her mother usually is by Sarabi more than usual due to the passing of Mufasa and Simba and she feels it's best to allow her mother to have alone time with Sarabi, maybe... Nala quickly went into a deep sleep.
~~~ (Rest of Chapter from Nala's perspective)
I gradually awoke from my deep slumber, mother said good morning, it was a casual morning. But for some reason I still had a spark of curiosity about Scar, I wanted someone to speak with again.. Maybe Zira and Scar will have a cub! Then I can maybe have a new friend.. He or she can never replace Simba.. But it's been a week of me being alone, it could be worse. Zira as queen leaded the hunting parties, so most of the lionesses where gone searching for food. Scar of course was sitting there, doing nothing but eating.. Like always... He looked nothing like Simba or Mufasa, even though he was related to them.. He was scary but mom always told me to never judge a lion by their outside. So I approached him while he was in the cave. "Hello Scar!" I was jumpy and happy, I tried to be. I do miss Simba and Mufasa and I do cry a lot over it, but I want to stop crying and see the light on the other side. So I try to remain positive like mom always tells me to be.
Scar turned his cold which seemed to be lifeless gaze over to me, he didn't seem to care much for my presence. "Why isn't my nephew's best friend..." He said in a dull voice, and I could hear the slight annoyance in his tone as well. I lowered my head in sadness at the thought of Simba, I wanted to cheer myself up. Maybe he was sad about Simba's death to and Mufasa's...
"Do you miss Simba and Mufasa?" I said and he groaned and pure annoyance like he hated all these questions.
He turned over to me and stared directly at me for once. "Of course, their death was dreadful.. Now leave me alone..." He plopped down and rolled over so he wouldn't face me. I was quite sad, and he knew that... Though he didn't sound quite sad, hmm.. Hes weird.
I ran off not wanting to disturb him any longer, but in reality I just wanted to go see what my mother was doing. But when I took a good look outside, the pridelands looked different.. Dead even... What was going on?