{Voice}

[beats_in_time]

[Nala lets out a forlorn growl. It's hard to tell if she's hurt or just depressed. Either way, the usually vibrant and confident lioness has...dulled somewhat.]

I don't know what I'm going to do.

[She paws at her communicator, her claws making a tap tap tap sound.]

I have to do something.

[There is a long period of silence before she picks up her communicator (in her mouth) and runs...somewhere.]

Simba, I'm going to teach you a lesson.