Disgraceful Prince
A loud roar echoed through the plains of the Pride Lands. The sky was dark, surrounded by countless clouds. As in the heart of the savannah stood a large mountain structure. That stood for many generations and seen many kings come in and out of this world. In the main cave where the king and his queen sleeps laid a pale tan lioness. Sweat matted her fur as she breathed heavy.
"Zira, you have to push" said a pregnant creamy golden lioness
The pale tan lioness snarled. "What do you think I'm doing you imbecile"
The creamy golden lioness sighed before looking to the side where a brown lioness sat.
"I told you to leave her highness be"
The creamy golden lioness ignored her pridesister and watched the queen give birth. By the time the afternoon came Zira had given birth. But the pale tan queen wasn't happy and the appearance of a orange brown lion with a black mane didn't make it better either. Once the king walked in the lionesses on the side walked out. The king waited until he and his queen was alone.
"What do we have?"
Tears fell from the queen's blood red eyes. "Scar..."
Scar growled feeling quite inpatient. "What is it!?"
"The cub was a stillborn"
The orange brown lion stood for a a few moments looking at his queen with emotionless green eyes.
"Scar...please say something"
"Get out"
Zira shook her head hoping to clear her ears. "Scar..."
Scar's eyes turned dangerously dark as he roared. "I said get out! You are no longer my queen! You're useless"
Zira looked up at her king with hurtful eyes. She was going to say something but a small voice stopped her.
"Mother?"
Zira looked towards the cave entrance and seen a small grey cub. Scar sneered at the sight of the cub.
"Get him and get out! We're finished here!"
Zira swallowed whatever saliva she had and stood before ruffly picking up the grey cub and stalked out of the cave. Scar snarled at the form of the pale tan lioness. With a grunt Scar sat on his platform.
"Scar"
The orange brown lion groaned as he rolled his emerald green eyes. "What do you want?"
A female hyena spoke up from her party of two male hyenas. "Scar we need to talk"
"About what?" the king asked not really interested
"There's no food or water..."
Scar stepped off the platform and growled in the hyenas' faces. "I have a problem of my own and you're busy complaining"
The hyenas shrunk back as the orange brown lion paced, snarling.
"I need a queen...one I know will bear healthy strong males"
One of the male hyenas shared a look with the female hyena before looking at the king. "Didn't you get that Hatari lioness pregnant?"
Scar whipped his head around and snarled. "Your point is!"
The male shrunk back with a whimper causing the tyrant king to resume his pacing.
"I need a young lioness...one I know who will give me a healthy heir" Scar stopped and looked at his three most trusted hyenas. "I know who the lucky lioness is"
The hyenas wasn't sure to be afraid or join in as the king laughed.