[Video/Action.](( Forwarded to later today))
[Video]
[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 time. I merely wish to know his whereabouts.
[Moments later he disappears from the video and the journal is kicked shut.]
[//Action\\]
Scar grumbled as he stared down at the thing. Really he would love nothing more that to leave the annoying journal in the cave, buried somewhere under a pile of rocks. However, it was... useful. Unfortunately.
Moments later he had it clenched in his teeth, just in case someone responded to his message. It's not that he cares about the brat, he just rather misses the free meals that he didn't have to work for. Really this was very inconsiderate of the fur ball.
He wanders the forest and even along the outskirts of the town, pausing every once in a while to try and catch a familiar scent. A scent he wasn't finding. In the slightest. So the old lion continues to wander and search. After a while he decides rest is needed and so he finds a nice shady spot at the edge of the forest to wait out the heat and cool down. It wasn't as hot as home, but it was worth a pause.
[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 time. I merely wish to know his whereabouts.
[Moments later he disappears from the video and the journal is kicked shut.]
[//Action\\]
Scar grumbled as he stared down at the thing. Really he would love nothing more that to leave the annoying journal in the cave, buried somewhere under a pile of rocks. However, it was... useful. Unfortunately.
Moments later he had it clenched in his teeth, just in case someone responded to his message. It's not that he cares about the brat, he just rather misses the free meals that he didn't have to work for. Really this was very inconsiderate of the fur ball.
He wanders the forest and even along the outskirts of the town, pausing every once in a while to try and catch a familiar scent. A scent he wasn't finding. In the slightest. So the old lion continues to wander and search. After a while he decides rest is needed and so he finds a nice shady spot at the edge of the forest to wait out the heat and cool down. It wasn't as hot as home, but it was worth a pause.