Hello everyone! Here's another fanfic, and this one will focus… You guessed it, Scar. I'm not sure how long this is going to be, but I'm aiming for about ten or fifteen chapters. Depending on how it develops, it could be a lot longer. But don't bet on it. And when you see: ()()()()()()()()()() it means the POV is changing. But that won't happen to often in this particular story.

This story is where I introduce another character, and it's an OC. Her name is Nafasi, and she's supposed to be a really small orange lioness. Her name means 'chance' in Swahili. At least according to google translate. You really can't trust it one hundred percent. So I could be wrong. And also, Nafasi's mother's name, Mwanga, means 'light'. Also google translate.

Anyhow, on with the fanfic!

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Nafasi's POV

Nafasi got up and stretched, letting out a large yawn. She had just enjoyed a dreamless sleep, completely uninterrupted by any sort of dream, be it good or bad.

She thought back to her last Nightmare, the worst one she had ever experienced. In it, she and a few other cubs had been slaughtered by some hungry hyenas. The only problem was, the lead Nightmare kept healing her wounds, only to inflict worse ones.

He had kept at it for hours.

When she had finally woken up, she had felt more afraid than ever before in her life. So when she saw Scar, her best friend, she had ran away screaming. Of course, the Nightmare had taken to form of Scar, probably just so he could scare Nafasi even further.

Scar had followed her, and had found her crying in a forest clearing. He had comforted her, and told her that it would be all right. He had told her stories of his childhood, and otherwise distracted her from the horrible nightmare she had just had.

She was very grateful for it.

She thought back to one of the stories he had told her, a story about how he and his hyena friends had constructed a slide made entirely out bones. They had pushed into a place a elephant spine, a job that, according to him, had taken a few days.

Then, they had used their claws to whittle away the rough parts on the giant spine. This way, the descent wouldn't be so bumpy. He had said that Shenzi, the female hyena, devised an ingenious way of speeding up the process. It had included taking rocks, and smashing the brittle bone to pieces.

Once their construction was done, Scar had said that they had pushed Banzai over it first. He had described, in detail, how they had watched him slide down with great anticipation. He also described how they had watched him hit the jump and overshoot their 'cushion'. Which of course only consisted of a few brambles they had been able to pile together.

Banzai had instead landed on an even larger pile of brambles, and had gotten a multitude of thorns stuck in his back and rump. They had enjoyed pulling all the thorns out, laughing every time Banzai cried out in pain.

Nafasi knew Scar considered it just a trivial story, but to Nafasi, it was something she would always remember. Not because of it's content, but because Scar had told it to her, and he had done it with the intent of comforting her. That meant a lot to Nafasi.

She walked out of the den, rubbing her eyes. She found Scar sitting next to the river, dragging his claws through the water casually.

"Hello Scar." She said, as she walked up to him. He turned around in surprise, as if he wasn't expecting anyone to creep up behind him. "What, expecting me to sleep in?" She asked playfully.

"Good morning Nafasi. And yes, I suppose I was." He replied, his eyebrows cocked.

"Well you're not the only one that can wake up early and brood." She said.

"Brood? Nafasi, I can assure you that I do not brood. I'm just….. deep in thought." He replied.

"Oh yeah? Thinking about what exactly?" Asked Nafasi.

"Just ahhhh….. My old…. Friends." Said Scar, twirling his paw at the conclusion.

"You mean the hyenas? Shenzi, Banzai and Ed?"

"Yes, them I suppose."

"Do you miss them?" Asked Nafasi quietly.

"I'm not sure." Replied Scar quickly.

"You're not sure? Why not?" Asked Nafasi, confused. Why wouldn't he miss his best childhood friends?

"It's complicated." Responded the dark lion.

"What's complicated about it? Do you miss them, or don't you?" She pressed.

"I said I'm not sure." Said Scar, a small frown on his face.

"But… There's no inbetween, you can either miss them, or you can't." Said Nafasi, with a hint of finality.

"Maybe for you there isn't, but for lions who've interacted with other animals their entire life, there are inbetweens!" He returned.

"Why does that make a difference?" Asked Nafasi.

"It makes a difference because your entire life, you've only ever known two lions.: your mother, and me. You've only ever known two ways to interact with another lion, either great love, you mother, or out of compassion, me. You miss your mother because she left you as a cub. You have to miss her, you loved her, and she never wronged you. But me? Over my life, I've known and interacted with dozens of animals, and some of them have wronged me. Some of them have done good things for me, some of them have done bad things to me. And when they've done both, sometimes, you don't know how you feel about them." Explained Scar.

"So…. Did the hyenas do something bad to you?" Asked Nafasi.

"No!" Yelled Scar, a bit angrily.

"But isn't that what you just said? If animals have done both, you don't know how you feel about them?" Replied Nafasi, still feeling confused.

"Yes that bits true, but the hyenas haven't done anything!" Yelled Scar.

"Then why are you shouting?" Asked Nafasi yet again.

"I'm not! The hyenas would never, they would never…. They shouldn't have….. They didn't…" Said Scar, as he trailed off.

"They didn't what?"

"Nothing! The hyenas are my friends, they were there for me when my own family wasn't! So forget I said anything!" With that, Scar turned around with a scowl on his face, and stalked back over to the cave. Nafasi watched him go, utterly confused. From what it seemed, despite his protests, the hyenas must have done something to him, something that confused his feelings. Nafasi knew Scar had told her many times over of the fun he had with them while he was a cub, and how the hyenas took him in when he was exiled. Maybe they had changed over time?

Whatever it was, right now she wanted to talk to him. She walked over to then, and found him lying down, eyes closed.

"What is it Nafasi?" She heard him ask when she went inside.

"Nothing much…. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to help me hunt today." Said Nafasi, as she looked at his face for a response.

"Help you hunt? Why? Couldn't you just catch some fish?" Asked Scar, seeming a bit surprised.

"Well I could fish for food, but that meat tastes bland after a while."

"That it does…." Murmured Scar.

"Plus, you're wounds have been healing nicely, So I figured you were well off enough im health. I don't think some exercise would reopen any of the gashes on your back."

"Very well. I shall accompany you." Relented Scar. Nafasi smiled, glad to see him out of his bad mood. Of course, he always looked as if he was in a bad mood, what with his constant frown. But Nafasi had spent enough time with him to know that he had to scowl before he was in a bad mood. Frowning came naturally to Scar.

She walked out of the cave, and looked back at Scar as he emerged out of the darkness. As he walked into the sunlight, with his re-grown mane blowing a bit in the breeze, Nafasi thought he looked very handsome.

Of course, she had never met another male lion before in her life. She hoped she wasn't getting carried away with herself. Even so, she had caught herself thinking rather happy thoughts nearly every time she looked at him. He just made her feel something… She had never felt before.

Her mother had taught her about these sorts of things, just not very in-depth. Not very in-depth at all. Mostly just things that brushed on the subject.

Her education on this thing called 'love' was as follows. Her mother, Mwanga, had said that love happened when a female lion and a male lion got together. Love was supposed to be this blissful feeling both lions felt when in each other's company. Apparently, it somehow lead to having babies.

Basically, Nafasi was clueless about love. Nonetheless, she was rather certain that was how she felt about Scar. And, as she had mentioned already, he was rather handsome. The question was, would he ever feel the same way about her?

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Scar's POV

Scar followed Nafasi back around the den and into the forest. He knew this was her way of making up for her questions about the hyenas. She was a rather sweet lioness.

And beautiful too.

Scar sighed. He had gone through this before. Sarafina was a lioness he knew from since he was a cub, and back then he thought he really liked her. That didn't turn out well, much to his chagrin. And more recently, Zira was a rather likeable lioness whom he was sure really liked him. However, that hadn't turned out well either. Looking back on it, it seemed foolish to dislike someone just because that someone bore a weakling of a son.

Hindsight was 20/20. And back then, he also had a rather loose grip on reality. But somehow, being with Nafasi rather helped all that. While his outward behavior hadn't changed a whole lot, he still 'brooded' as Nafasi put it, on the inside he had changed miraculously. Regretting his past actions was not something he was prepared to do though. The throne should have been his, and it wasn't his fault that Mufasa had stolen it.

"Come on Scar!" Shouted Nafasi, as they walked through the foliage. Scar picked up his pace, and bumped into Nafasi as she was crouching.

"Sorry!" He said quickly, apologizing for it.

"It's alright. And anyways, look over there!" Whispered Nafasi, as she gestured toward a clearing. There, she saw that Nafasi was stalking a wild boar, that was currently blissfully unaware of two hostile animals watching it.

"Well that was quick." Whispered Scar.

"Wasn't it though? We're not that far into the forest, and we've already found something!"

"Indeed. Shall you catch it, or should I?" Asked Scar.

"I will. Watch this!" Dared Nafasi. Scar cocked his eyebrow in feigned amusement, and Nafasi just snorted pompously. Then, she crept into the foliage.

A few moments later, Scar saw her leap onto the wild boar, slitting its throat. He allowed himself a little smile as he went to congratulate her.

"Well done I suppose." He said. Nafasi turned to look at him, and gave a little gasp.

"Hey!... You're smiling!" She accused playfully.

"Oh…. Was I?" He asked, resuming his frown.

"Well, I saw it, you can't pretend you weren't doing it." Preened Nafasi triumphantly.

"Oh well." Muttered Scar, but not angrily.

"Hey, watch this carcass will you? I'm going to run back to the river and get a drink." Asked Nafasi, as she turned to leave.

"All right. Be back soon." Ushered Scar.

"I'll only be a couple of moments." Assured Nafasi, as she jumped over a small bush. Scar watched her disapear into the leaves. Once she was gone, however, he resumed his little grin.

And so he waited, next to the meat, for her to return. A few minutes passed, and still she hadn't come back. Scar stared into the trees, wondering what was taking her so long.

A few more minutes passed.

Eventually, Scar got tired of simply sitting there. It must have at least been a half hour! What was she doing? He got up, and went to walk after her to the river.

As he stepped away from the carcass, he heard a noise that chilled him to the bone.

He heard a roar.

A lion's roar.

And it sounded angry.

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There's another chapter! Sorry for the wait, mind you. Anyhow, they both have feeling for eachother! Will they find out? Does anybody actually care? And whose roar was that?

Lol. Well, it's a fanfiction crime to be following a story but not review! Constructive criticism accepted. No flaming!