[Simba had gone to see his uncle. And he can't find him. Like there's no trace of him. At all. Even his scent is gone ( Read more... )

[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 ( Read more... )

[Simba's relaxing on the beach, sunning himself. The talking rock is right there by his side and thanks to Link, he's able to work it. Sort of. Anyway, he turns it on and the transmission catches the sound of the waves for a moment before he speaks up.]This place is like paradise. Not as great as the jungle but the little pig guys are nice. Why ( Read more... )

[The comm is dropped as it starts to record and it catches the tail end of someone's sentence.]

--you can't change the...past. What the--?

[Simba pauses, circles the room.]

Where am I? Nala? Timon? Pumbaa? You guys here?

[He moves over to the door. It takes him a few tries, but after enough fiddling, the door opens and Simba sprints out into ( Read more... )