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Chapter 19 – Mufasa?
There was no food. There was no water. It seemed like years since it had last rained. Shanika said as much every spare moment, when Scar wasn't working the lionesses into the ground, although Shanika was still in disgrace from the rest of the pride due to ruining the hunt.
As Shargra and Shanika lay in the rays of the setting sun by the cave entrance, Shanika's belly gave another growl.
"Ugh, Shanika!" exclaimed Shargra, looking mildly disgusted.
"Well! You're a lion, you get half decent pickings! What with the pride hating me I'm always last, and I'm hungry!" she yelled.
"Well, what do you want me to do about it then?"
"NOTHING! I JUST WANT TO YELL AT SOMEONE!"
Shargra sighed and passed his paw in front of his face. "There is no food in the Pridelands, Shanika. All the other creatures have left and we can't leave the Pridelands, so short of travelling back in time there is nothing we can do!" Shargra exclaimed, becoming thoroughly exasperated with her.
"Do you think we could go back through time if we ran at 88 miles per hour?"
"What the…?"
"Never mind." She got up and strolled to the end of the rock. Shargra sighed and rolled onto his back.
As Shanika made her way past, a few lionesses of her own age got up and walked in front of her, blocking her way, snarling angrily.
"Scar made us hunt all day because of you, day in day out, because you ruined it!"
Her eyes watering, she turned round and walked back.
"Shargra?" she asked, her voice quavering.
"Oh, what NOW Shanika?" he growled, not opening his eyes.
"…Never mind," she murmured again, and she sniffed loudly. Biting her paw, she ran off, down from the rock and off towards the sides. If any of the Pride had been paying attention, they might have heard a stifled yelp, but nobody was.
Shargra, his body now considerably thinner than a lifetime ago when he'd got stuck in the mouth of the cave, slept in dreamless sleep. It seemed too long and yet too short when he awoke, a while later, to find Scar and Sarabi having what appeared to be a heated argument.
"No. You're just not looking hard enough!" Scar was growling, his eyes flashing dangerously.
"It's over! There is nothing left!" Sarabi was replying firmly. "We have only one choice - we must leave Pride Rock." Several lionesses nodded in agreement.
"We're not going anywhere," Scar said stubbornly.
"Then you have sentenced us to death!" Sarabi shouted. Sensing a tension not normally there, the rest of the pride began to walk up to them.
"Then so be it!" Scar half-screamed, raising his hackles in defiance. Shargra stared in amazement. Was Scar truly insane? Did he want them all to die?
"You can't do that!" Sarabi said, outraged.
"I'm the king. I can do whatever I want," he smirked, and Shargra was disgusted to see that he raised an eyebrow at Sarabi as if to flirt with her.
She echoed his sentiment, spitting the next words at Scar.
"If you were half the king Mufasa was you would neve-" He swiped at Sarabi's face with enough force to send her into a low orbit.
"I'm ten times the king Mufasa was!" he screamed. Suddenly there was a loud growl from a ledge above and a golden lion leapt down and advanced on Scar. Shargra gasped. The lion looked familiar. Was it- could it be?
"Mufasa?" gasped Scar.
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