Claws extended, he jumped, grasping the ledge." Brother! Help me!"
Mufasa pleaded.
Simba could only hear the scratches and the noise of the roaring wildebeest
herd, thundering below him. He prayed it would be okay, that this was just
going to end up like the run in with the filthy hyena's and his father
would grin, and wrestle with him. "DAD!" He called out, there was no answer
just scratches, he scanned but was unable to see the horrid, scene availing
a few meters from him, where Mufasa was coming face to face with his
brethren, Scar; and ultimately death.
Mufasa's whole life flashed before him as Scar uttered those words of impending doom. He thought what he could have done to cause his brother to do this. His cub hood memories came upon him. He was to be chosen as king first, Taka second inline; his father always had favoritism over them. Taka, was always considered weak, second in line and a nothing. As for Mufasa, he was considered strong, brave and well respected. And he got his first pick of the lionesses. He had chosen Sarabi. Which had been Taka's girl friend, so that caused much anger between them. And his nick- name Scar which Mufusa teased him so cruel, because of his injury caused by of course Ahadi and Mufasa. They were rough on him and played rough with him, banged him up when they wrestled, there kind loving mother, Akase stopped this madness though she wanted nothing but happiness for her beloved boys and especially Taka.
Mufasa flashed back and an evil smirk formed across Scar's face, "Long live the king." He let go and Mufasa fell, and his last thoughts were of his son and wife, what would Scar tell them and what would happen to his kingdom. He hit the ground and died, instantaneously.
Simba cried out, "Dad!" He saw him fall, he witnessed the death, he hoped his father was alive, there memories flashed before him and regrets of being there in that gorge, that day formed. Simba's life was changed that day forever, and what his uncle told him was never expected of, and the lion cub would believe it and think he was the cause of the horrible tragedy for years to come..
Mufasa's whole life flashed before him as Scar uttered those words of impending doom. He thought what he could have done to cause his brother to do this. His cub hood memories came upon him. He was to be chosen as king first, Taka second inline; his father always had favoritism over them. Taka, was always considered weak, second in line and a nothing. As for Mufasa, he was considered strong, brave and well respected. And he got his first pick of the lionesses. He had chosen Sarabi. Which had been Taka's girl friend, so that caused much anger between them. And his nick- name Scar which Mufusa teased him so cruel, because of his injury caused by of course Ahadi and Mufasa. They were rough on him and played rough with him, banged him up when they wrestled, there kind loving mother, Akase stopped this madness though she wanted nothing but happiness for her beloved boys and especially Taka.
Mufasa flashed back and an evil smirk formed across Scar's face, "Long live the king." He let go and Mufasa fell, and his last thoughts were of his son and wife, what would Scar tell them and what would happen to his kingdom. He hit the ground and died, instantaneously.
Simba cried out, "Dad!" He saw him fall, he witnessed the death, he hoped his father was alive, there memories flashed before him and regrets of being there in that gorge, that day formed. Simba's life was changed that day forever, and what his uncle told him was never expected of, and the lion cub would believe it and think he was the cause of the horrible tragedy for years to come..