Scar paced his ledge thinking. Nala had gone down to find her mother. Now he needed a plan…"Hey Uncle Scar!" Scar sighed. Simba ran up. "Guess what?" "I despise guessing games." Scar said. Simba ignored him. "I'm going to be King of Pride Rock." "Oh goody." Scar remarked sarcastically. Simba looked at the Pridelands. "My dad just showed me the whole kingdom, and I'm gonna rule it all!" Simba said chuckling. "Yes. Well... forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know." Scar said lying down on his side. Simba walks up to him. "Hey Uncle Scar. When I'm King, what'll that make you?" Scar made a face. "A monkey's uncle." Simba smiled. "You're so weird." Scar looked up at him. "You have no idea." Scar suddenly got an idea. "So your father showed you the whole kingdom did he?" Simba nodded. "Everything" "He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the northern border...?" Scar asked. Simba sighed. "No..he said I couldn't go there." "And he's absolutely right. It's far too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there." Scar said. "I'm brave! What's out th..-" Scar interrupted his nephew. "No I'm sorry Simba, I just can't tell you." Simba pouted. "Why not?" "Simba, Simba, I'm only looking out for the well- being of my favorite nephew." Scar said patting Simba's head. Simba looked out from under Scar's paw and snorts. "Yea right. I'm your only nephew." Scar smiled. "All the more reason for me to be protective... An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince..." He faked surprise. "Oops!" Simba grinned. "An elephant what? Whoa." Scar faked dismay. "Oh dear, I've said too much... Well, I suppose you'd have found sooner or later, you being SO clever and all…" He pulled Simba close. "Oh, just do me one favor - promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place." Simba thinks for a minute. "No Problem" "There's a good lad. You run along now and have fun. And remember... it's our little secret." Simba nodded then left. Scar smiled after him.