When Mufasa reached Pride Rock, he was greeted by a rare sight: Scar was outside of his cave, sunbathing with the lionesses on the Sunning Rocks. Though confused, he decided to ignore his brother for the time being, the lack of noise from the cub he was carrying worrying him. As he hurried through the sea of lionesses, he received curious looks from the lionesses, many of their eyes land on the cub, but he didn't stop, not saying anything until he'd reached his half-asleep mate.

"Sharathi!" He poked her with a claw, trying to get her to notice him. She opened an eye to glance at him and tell him to leave her be, but her words died in her throat when she saw the cub he was holding.

"A cub...?" Sarabi trailed off, not knowing what to say. "Where did you get it?"

"I've got no time to explain." He said, shaking his head after he'd put the cub down at Sarabi's side. "Just watch him, I've got to get Rafiki." Mufasa turned around to start the long trek to Rafiki's tree.

"Wait!" Mufasa stopped and looked over his shoulder at Sarabi, giving her a questioning look. "What's his name?"

"It's Malka."

Sarabi watched Mufasa make his way across the Savannah until one of her sisters pushed herself up and stretched, staring at her all the while.

"So, what'll you do if it's his?" Naanda asked suddenly.

"Who's?" Sarabi asked, truly curious as to what her heavily pregnant sister meant.

"Mufasa's, of course." Naanda said in a gossipy tone, earning gasps from the lionesses around them, and getting a certain male's eyes to open.

"He'd never!" Sarabi growled, making Naanda blink in surprise at her sudden anger.

"If I were you," Scar interrupted, his tone emotionless, "I wouldn't gossip about the King while the Prince is listening." All the lionesses, now awake and alert, turned to stare at the brown-orange lion in surprise. "What?" He drawled, noticing their looks.

Sarabi recovered fast enough to respond for all the lionesses. "We're just... surprised that... you of all lions would-"

"What? Say something positive about my brother?" He asked sarcastically. "What do you think I am? Heartless?"

"Actually, yes." Naanda said bluntly, flicking her tail at Sarabi to tell her to stay quiet.

"Such rudeness!" Scar said, gasping in fake hurt and sitting up. "You have truly wounded me, Ladies."

"Hmph." Naanda barely held in her laughter at her mate's banter. "Oh, dearest apologies, Sir Scar."

"As if I'd accept such a rude apology." He replied, raising his head above hers as she made her way over to him. "You'll have to make it up to me."

"Oh really?" Naanda purred. "And how would I, such a rude Lady..." Her eyes quickly went over him. "...possibly make it up to you?" Scar said nothing, just resting his head on her neck, making the lionesses near them gasp scandalously and blush at the display. "Oh, you wanna play it like that, then..." As she turned to nip at his ear, Sarabi finally lost her composure, turning red and pushing herself between the couple.

"Calm down, you two!" She hissed. "In case you forgot, there are cubs present!" She jerked her head over to the two sleeping newborns.

"And?" Scar said, reaching over Sarabi to put his head on Naanda's.

"You two are impossible!" Sarabi shook her head as they walked away, presumably to somewhere more private, leaving the beige Queen to fume in silence.

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