The cubs walked after Mufasa in silence. Both jumped as Mufasa finally spoke. "Zazu." Zazu flew in front of Mufasa and landed in front of him. "Yes sire?" Mufasa looked at him. "Take Nala home. I have to teach my son a lesson." Nala raised an eyebrow as Simba crouched down in the grasses. Zazu flied back to Nala. "Come Nala. Simba, good luck." He put his wings on Simba's shoulders and gave him a pat, then flew off with Nala behind him. Mufasa looked at the sky. "Simba." Simba flinched and stepped forward, then looked down. He had stepped into his father's paw print. He studied it for a moment. Mufasa turns to Simba. "Simba I'm very disappointed in you." Simba sighed. "I know." "You could have been killed. You deliberately disobeyed me. And what's worse, you put Nala in danger!" "I-I was just trying to be brave like you" Simba sniffled. "I'm only brave when I have to be. Simba... being brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble." the king said. "But you're not scared of anything." Simba retorted. "I was today" he said. Simba blinked in disbelief. "You were?" "Yes.." He bent down to eye level with his son. "I thought I was going to lose you" "Oh.." Simba said relaxing some. "I guess even kings get scared, huh?" Mufasa nodded. Simba smiled then whispered. "But ya know what?" "What?" Mufasa asked. "I think those hyenas were even scareder." Simba said. Mufasa laughed. "'Cause nobody messes with your dad. Come here, you."
Mufasa gives his son a noogie. Simba yelps. "Oh no no ahh!" Simba and Mufasa tussled in the grass. Mufasa jumped up and bounded off. "Oh come here!" Simba called running after him. He jumped at him. "Gotcha!" They wrestled some more and ended up with Simba on Mufasa's head. "Dad??" "Hmm?" "We're pals right?" Simba asked. Mufasa laughed. "Right" "And we'll always be together right?" he asked. Mufasa's face grew stern and he sat up a little, Simba on his shoulder. "Simba... Let me tell you something that my father told me... Look at the stars. The great kings of the past look down on us from those stars." "Really??" "Yes…so whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you… and so will I"
Mufasa gives his son a noogie. Simba yelps. "Oh no no ahh!" Simba and Mufasa tussled in the grass. Mufasa jumped up and bounded off. "Oh come here!" Simba called running after him. He jumped at him. "Gotcha!" They wrestled some more and ended up with Simba on Mufasa's head. "Dad??" "Hmm?" "We're pals right?" Simba asked. Mufasa laughed. "Right" "And we'll always be together right?" he asked. Mufasa's face grew stern and he sat up a little, Simba on his shoulder. "Simba... Let me tell you something that my father told me... Look at the stars. The great kings of the past look down on us from those stars." "Really??" "Yes…so whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you… and so will I"