How am I doing? Please be civil! Thank you.

[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 ( Read more... )

Simba? We need to talk. [Her voice is carefully controlled.] Timon and Pumbaa, I would like to talk to you too.

[Nala can feel something changing. The balance is shifting and...it's not good.]

I haven't given up. I won't.

[This post starts out with a roar. Once it tapers off, Nala starts speaking.]

My name is Nala. I am a lion. I have not injured anyone here. Do not judge all lions on the same scale.

[Her voice softens and she sighs.]Simba, Kiara and Kovu will not harm you either. I'm certain of it. And if you hunt them because of what they are, I will ( Read more... )

Simba? Timon? ...Pumbaa? [There is an edge to Nala's voice.] Where did you go? If this is another game, I don't think now is the time. [Especially considering... The lioness's voice softens.] Simba, come back.

[There is a quiet growl. If one listens closely enough, they will hear frustration and amusement within the sound. Nala has ( Read more... )