Chapter 7: All grown up
The days and months passed quickly and soon the cubs were grown. Scar had a thin, almost wispy mane that swept away from his light green eyes. His build was thin, his ribs clearly visible. To say the least, he was bony. He and Zira were alike in this feature. Howler however remained bulky.
His shoulder's were thick and muscular, his deep black mane full and shaggy as ever. His eyes were a dark green, and his nose, unlike that of Scar and Zira's was pink. As a cub, he had been around the same size as Mufasa, but now, as an adult, he was larger. If he really wanted to he'd be able to take down Mufasa.
The day was cool and sunny at the same time. Scar sighed as he awoke. This was not going to be a good day. This was the day that Mufasa was crowned King. Scar still didn't understand why he couldn't be king. He had a lot more cunning and cleverness than Mufasa ever dreamed of having. The only problem was that he wasn't as muscular.
Scar sighed once more and looked around. He had left pride rock about a week ago in search of a less crowded place. The cave he had chosen was nice. He had also found another place near the elephant graveyard to call his. In doing so he'd made friends with the hyenas.
Zira and Howler also resided in the cave with him, although they spent more time outside than he did.
As the early morning sun reached it's peak in the sky, Scar heard a deafening roar sound some ways off. He pinned his ears close to his head. It was his father Ahadi, roaring to all the animals that he was stepping down to allow the new King to step in. Scar listened for a moment.
A minute passed and then Mufasa roared, his voice sending chills down Scar's spine. He heard the answering roars from the lionesses, but he himself did not roar back. Only those who welcomed a new king roared, and Scar was not going to welcome Mufasa as King. Then Sarabi roared, announcing she was the queen. Scar sighed and rolled his eyes.
The only reason they were already becoming King and Queen was because Sarabi was pregnant. Scar shook his head. The heir would be born soon and he would lose all chance of ever becoming King.
He heard footsteps and turned to see who it was. "It's only me," Zira's voice, soft yet with a fine edge to it, wafted over to him. Scar smiled. Having grown up together, with Zira's undying crush on him, had finally made him fall for her.
Zira sat beside him and sighed. "Don't' worry, we'll figure out a way for you to be King." She said. Scar smiled and then nodded. "Man, stupid lionesses, won't let you hunt anything, 'there's a ceremony going on,'" Howler came in just then, growling. Scar shook his head. "Yeah, a ceremony crowning the new King and Queen." Scar said. Howler looked a little shocked.
"Well then you two better go to Pride rock, claim the throne!" he roared. "Oh hush, we'll take the thrown, once we figure out how." Zira said. She nuzzled Scar under his chin and then sighed and stood. "Ceremony or no ceremony, I'm getting some food." And with that she departed, leaving Scar and Howler alone.
"So any ideas?" Howler asked Scar. Scar sighed and shook his head no. Howler frowned. "Well then, we'd better get busy, that throne belongs to you, whether they think so or not!"
Stupid worthless chapter, that's all I have to say, other than leave a review please!
The days and months passed quickly and soon the cubs were grown. Scar had a thin, almost wispy mane that swept away from his light green eyes. His build was thin, his ribs clearly visible. To say the least, he was bony. He and Zira were alike in this feature. Howler however remained bulky.
His shoulder's were thick and muscular, his deep black mane full and shaggy as ever. His eyes were a dark green, and his nose, unlike that of Scar and Zira's was pink. As a cub, he had been around the same size as Mufasa, but now, as an adult, he was larger. If he really wanted to he'd be able to take down Mufasa.
The day was cool and sunny at the same time. Scar sighed as he awoke. This was not going to be a good day. This was the day that Mufasa was crowned King. Scar still didn't understand why he couldn't be king. He had a lot more cunning and cleverness than Mufasa ever dreamed of having. The only problem was that he wasn't as muscular.
Scar sighed once more and looked around. He had left pride rock about a week ago in search of a less crowded place. The cave he had chosen was nice. He had also found another place near the elephant graveyard to call his. In doing so he'd made friends with the hyenas.
Zira and Howler also resided in the cave with him, although they spent more time outside than he did.
As the early morning sun reached it's peak in the sky, Scar heard a deafening roar sound some ways off. He pinned his ears close to his head. It was his father Ahadi, roaring to all the animals that he was stepping down to allow the new King to step in. Scar listened for a moment.
A minute passed and then Mufasa roared, his voice sending chills down Scar's spine. He heard the answering roars from the lionesses, but he himself did not roar back. Only those who welcomed a new king roared, and Scar was not going to welcome Mufasa as King. Then Sarabi roared, announcing she was the queen. Scar sighed and rolled his eyes.
The only reason they were already becoming King and Queen was because Sarabi was pregnant. Scar shook his head. The heir would be born soon and he would lose all chance of ever becoming King.
He heard footsteps and turned to see who it was. "It's only me," Zira's voice, soft yet with a fine edge to it, wafted over to him. Scar smiled. Having grown up together, with Zira's undying crush on him, had finally made him fall for her.
Zira sat beside him and sighed. "Don't' worry, we'll figure out a way for you to be King." She said. Scar smiled and then nodded. "Man, stupid lionesses, won't let you hunt anything, 'there's a ceremony going on,'" Howler came in just then, growling. Scar shook his head. "Yeah, a ceremony crowning the new King and Queen." Scar said. Howler looked a little shocked.
"Well then you two better go to Pride rock, claim the throne!" he roared. "Oh hush, we'll take the thrown, once we figure out how." Zira said. She nuzzled Scar under his chin and then sighed and stood. "Ceremony or no ceremony, I'm getting some food." And with that she departed, leaving Scar and Howler alone.
"So any ideas?" Howler asked Scar. Scar sighed and shook his head no. Howler frowned. "Well then, we'd better get busy, that throne belongs to you, whether they think so or not!"
Stupid worthless chapter, that's all I have to say, other than leave a review please!