THE SCARRED KING AND QUEEN NALA- Ch XX
Last Time- Scar and Sarafina are going to have a cub. Nala is considering murder.
Notes- Hello.
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The rain had stopped. The anger, however, had not.
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Sarafina was as she had been for several days now- smug and villainously pleased with herself. Nala had gone missing (and frankly Scar couldn't care less), so she had taken refuge in the King's lair instead. The old and undoubtedly horrible lioness couldn't be more pleased.
The time was early morning; perhaps 6:30, AM. Scar, the lionesses, and his hyena minions were still in the delicate capture of sleep. However, Sarafina had awoken and stood outside the entrance to Priderock's lair. For the most part, she hated the rains. Though she could not protest to the damp but golden warmth that she could count on the following morning. The sun shone brightly down on Priderock's peak. It was rare for the lions of the Pridelands to see the sun at all, and so Sarafina was enjoying this immensely.
Turning to face the cave once more, she gazed in upon her ruler and his followers. Nala, her less-than-lovely daughter, had gone missing... this was the perfect chance to seize him! Backing from the sunlight- though the dark met her with a rush of cold air- she placed herself not far from Scar's still-sleeping form. A foolish grin breached her features as she observed his foolish manner of slumber. Then, extending a tentative paw, she batted carefully at the side of the King's face.
It did not take long to wake him. "Ohhh... Nala... what do you want this time..." he said groggily, before opening his eyes.
Sarafina made a disgusted face. "This is not Nala," she said.
"Oh?" said Scar, still not glimpsing the world about him.
"Indeed," said Sarafina, "it is I, Sarafina."
This brought a stealth-filled grin to Scar's features as he finally opened his eyes. "Ooh!" he joked.
Sarafina giggled smugly. She bent toward Scar, who still lay vulnerably on the floor. "Yes... yes!" she said in an almost sexually suggestive tone.
"Oh... now?" Scar asked. "But Sarafina, you're already preg- "
The lighter colored one did not listen. "Yes, yes, give it to me!"
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Quite contrarily from the incredibly well-off Sarafina and Scar, Nala sat in a tiny crevice, cramped and extremely uncomfortable. Since she'd stuffed herself into the tiny quarters during the rain, the latter half of her form was still saturated. She had not slept in over two days, and had a sort of migraine that was definitely draining her energy, but Nala did not care. The young lioness was filled with the incredible glee that she was to murder King Scar... regardless of the way she felt now, soon she would be in paradise!
Frequently she would clench her eyes shut and almost cackle with glee (following this, however, she would quickly cease her behavior so as to avoid paining herself)... however, it suddenly hit her that she had no idea how she would pull off her task. At this thought she groaned... she had only considered the glee after killing him, never the horror of doing the act.