[Last week left a horrible taste in Scar's mouth. To think... him. Adviser to his brother. Surely the Great Kings of the Past were tormenting him! Such a disgusting though.... He would rather choke on a dung beetle then do anything even remotely like that. As for everything else... a shiver ran down his spine.  Whatever happened, he knew he couldn' ( Read more... )

[The early morning hours reveal a familiar black maned lion wandering into town, minus the skitty that had been following him around. The little kitten had disappeared when the monsters disappeared. Admittedly, the older Lion was sad to see her go. The little creature had been quite the cheer-up for him and had reminded him of his own daughter whom ( Read more... )

[So far Scar has managed to avoid the rain of monsters. Mostly.  He wanders through the woods doing what he does best, being a sneaky bastard, when out of the blue something  pink   barrels into him. His first instinct is to growl as he bats the thing away with his claws.

Once more the thing attempts to tackle him. This time a loud roar echoes ( Read more... )

[Scar is a little on edge right now. First the ground shakes as if a heard of elephants came rampaging across the plains, uprooting trees and dragging their tusks along the ground. Then the river begins to flood... and finally the sky has become a color it should not.

Needless to say, Scar is not appreciating this in the slightest. As the old lion ( Read more... )

[Lately Scar has been doing what he does best, stay out of sight and simply observe. However, today he decides that perhaps it  would be beneficial to take a walk through the woods and perhaps drift close to the outskirts of the village.

So the old lion sticks to the underbrush, using his experience in stalking his prey to move quietly through the ( Read more... )

[A certain someone has been rather absent lately. Which was exactly what he had been trying to do. Unfortunately there is only so much wandering before one grows bored. Now, how to remedy that boredom? Perhaps a venture into the outskirts of the village. Let's see if the humans are doing anything interesting... or at the least entertaining.]

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I could have sworn I heard them. They could never keep their traps shut.

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[Scar could have sworn he heard the faint laughter of hyenas, especially that of his three lieutenants. But, further investigation of his cave and the surrounding forest yielded no results and to make matters worse, it was overcast again. This meant his favorite pass ( Read more... )

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[For once, Scar is actually using his journal. He peers down into the thing and sneers momentarily, displaying large sharp teeth before gaining his composure.]

Has anyone seem my nephew anywhere. He's rather hard to miss. He's a lion, much like myself with a reddish brown mane that answers to the name Simba. I haven't seen him in quite some ( Read more... )

[He did not like the recent weather. Heat he could handle. Storms, he would rather not. Overcast. Not his favorite. None of these were very agreeable to an old lion wishing to stretch out somewhere and relax. Thankfully he had shelter that helped with the first two of his annoyances.

As for the third. He felt lethargic, yet he wanted out of the cave ( Read more... )

First flaming trees and now.... carnivorous butterflies. Really, does anything...normal ever happen in this place?

[Scar bats at another one of those pesky creatures as they come near him. He had ventured near the village and had been.. swarmed. Thankfully he had speed on his side. Now he was near the lake glancing at the water and contemplating ( Read more... )