3rd Roar * Audio
[With all these goings on, Simba hasn't really had time to be lazy. He's been worried about Link and Toboe. But after finding out his uncle was here, Simba's spent a lot of time in his room, just trying to forget again. It's hard, not thinking about Pride Rock and how the lionesses are getting along without a king. What worries him more than that though, is what Nala had said.
"Everything's destroyed. There's no food. No water."
Sigh. A king was supposed to fix that! And how could Scar fix it, if he was here? But more importantly, why was Simba worried about it? It wasn't his responsibility! He wasn't going back. He couldn't. So he decided to curl up on his bed, try to get comfortable. But as soon as he drifted off to sleep, he was plagued with nightmares. His father's cries for help as he plummeted to his death beneath the frantic hooves of the stampeding herd and when the smoke cleared, Simba couldn't see where his father had fallen. But could hear clearly his voice echoing in the dusty air. "Why did you let me die, Simba? Why?"
It translates into frantic grunts and soft sobs, which could probably be heard over the network if you're listening closely enough.]
"Everything's destroyed. There's no food. No water."
Sigh. A king was supposed to fix that! And how could Scar fix it, if he was here? But more importantly, why was Simba worried about it? It wasn't his responsibility! He wasn't going back. He couldn't. So he decided to curl up on his bed, try to get comfortable. But as soon as he drifted off to sleep, he was plagued with nightmares. His father's cries for help as he plummeted to his death beneath the frantic hooves of the stampeding herd and when the smoke cleared, Simba couldn't see where his father had fallen. But could hear clearly his voice echoing in the dusty air. "Why did you let me die, Simba? Why?"
It translates into frantic grunts and soft sobs, which could probably be heard over the network if you're listening closely enough.]