I'm gonna poach you for your skin, and then I'm gonna make you into a coat, and then I'm gonna walk up to Simba pretending to be you, and then I'm gonna tell him, as you, that I want to apologize, and then he's gonna accept my (your) apology, and then I'm gonna kill Simba while wearing you as a coat, and then I'm gonna becoming king, and I'm still gonna wear you as a coat, so then you're technically gonna rule the Pridelands, but then you're dead and you're a coat
Anonymous“Oh just shut up already.”
@Zira
Scar was getting a little frustrated as he looked for her. “Zira?!?” He called out, tail lashing back and forth. He actually had good news to deliver, but with all the running around he was having to do just to locate her he was becoming quite impatient. Where could she be? It wasn’t like they had a large kingdom! He called out again, visibly irritated, his nose slightly wrinkled.
Zira turned and smirked as she heard Scar calling. The lioness wandered over, sitting back on her haunches and yawning widely, “You called?”
I'm gonna tell you that Simba forgives you, and then I'm gonna make you come over to the Pridelands, and then I'm gonna tell Simba that you want to apologize to him, and then I'm gonna make you two meet, and then I'm gonna leave you two alone, and then you guys are gonna meet, but then you two hate each other still, and then you two are gonna fight, but then Simba's obviously gonna win because he is the stronger fat cow, and then you are going to die. And then Vitani and Kovu will cry. The End.
Anonymous“Now, I spot some flaws in this plan. You have just told me everything you plan on doing, and of course, why would I do what a Grey Face tells me anyway? Please go grow a brain before attempting to talk to me again.
-yawns and stretches-
“What are with all these ridiculous Grey Faces?”
PRIDELANDPROBLEMS
I FOUND SOMEONE ELSE YOU CAN TROLLI second that.
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“Wonderful.”“It’ll be fun, mother.” Vitani said. “For me, obviously. Not so much for you.”
“Have you always been this unpleasant Vitani? Or are those Pridelanders rubbing off on you?”
-yawns and stretches-
“What are with all these ridiculous Grey Faces?”
PRIDELANDPROBLEMS
I FOUND SOMEONE ELSE YOU CAN TROLLI second that.
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“Wonderful.”
@Vitani
“And what is it to you if I have a fan? Hmm?”
“Mother.” Vitani rolled her eyes. “You are too theatrical. A fan is not good for you.” Or me, she thought.
Zira sniffed softly, baring her teeth, “You stink of the Pridelands.”
“Calm down, mother.” Vitani said. “It’s because someone turned me in a filthy human and I had to stay in the Pridelands while I was one of those things.” She explained, disgusted.
The lioness prowled around her daughter, her expression one of utter distaste, “Charming…”
“Oh, shut up.” Vitani said, annoyed. She glanced at her mother. “Anything new?” Vitani was trying to know if her mother knew about Kopa. She didn’t remember if he had told her either they had met again or not.
Zira growled in warning, but otherwise let it slide. She stopped pacing and sat down, looking at Vitani, her eyes narrowed, “I heard that Kopa is back. But nothing more.”
