You heard the hyenas chattering like there was someone else's there. You listened to their paws against the stone. Then the voice of a ... lion cub? Huh, that's weird, you thought and stood up, yawning softly. Soon enough, the talking exalted to a full-on battle and ran for life. That got your attention, and you growled from deep in your throat. Soonejoukg, you had gotten out from your cave and snarled loudly. All the people on the outside turned towards you, and now you saw that there were three lions. 2 cubs and one adult.

The adult growled and got into an attack position. Then his scent hit you, and you relaxed. "Mufasa?" You said, titling your horned head. The king stopped growling, growing curious. The hyenas stepped away as you walked out of the cave, darkness whwoumf your entire body. "Who are you?" Mufasa said, and the two cubs ambled under his legs. "My name is SnowEmrald, and I've lived here in these caves for years." Your green eyes scanned the hyenas, and they shrunk—even Senshi.

You stepped towards Mufasa and titled your head at the cubs. "Are they yours?" You asked, looking at the king again. He nodded, and the male cub stepped forward. "Hello, SnowEmrald. My name is Simba, and I'm the next king in line. This is my friend Nala." He said and gestured for the female to come forward. I let out a cooing sound to be more... not dangerous. "Well, it's an honor to met you all." You said and smiled. "We will go, I promise," Mufasa apologized, and you only chuckled. "There's no need to leave so fast, but I understand; why," you said and glanced at the hyenas who still watched you.

"Next time you come, I'll make sure the dogs don't attack you," you said, and Simba smiled. "Thank you, miss," he chirped, and you smiled down at him. "Anything for the young prince," you purred, then started to turn Cabo to your cave. "It was a wonderful little visit. Have a safe trek home, your highness," and then you skunk into the cave's darkness again, and the lions walked away.

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You woke up to the sound of someone talking to the hyenas. You didn't recognize the voice and growled, standing up and walking out into the cave entrance. There you saw a lion, thinner and more rouge than Mufasa. It must be his brother's scar, you thought, and walked out the hyenas chittering as a welcome. Scar turned aorund, and his eyes widened at the sight of you. You were taller than him, more muscular and everything.

You looked at him coldly. "And why are the king's brother doing here in the outlands?" Your snarled voice was cool and calm. Shenzi backed away and let you take care of this. Scar's surprise went over, and he started to smirk, circling you. "So you're the beast that my nephew couldn't stop talking about. The great white beast... I've never seen someone like you before," the male lion said and sniffed at your wings and tail. You didn't do anything, just letting him do what he pleased as long as he didn't touch you.

"Neither is your scent familiar. What's your name?" He asked, standing now in front of you. You curled your talons, and your long-tail lashed. "My name is no concern of yours, lion. Aks the hyenas there what they call me, and that is my name," you said, lifting your head even higher. Scar did as you said and glanced over at Senshi. "What's her name?" He demanded—the female hyena walked over, bowing her head low and avoiding your eyes. "We don't know, but we call her the Great White. Or just White for short," she said and then trotted away.

Scar turned back to you. "So I'm gonna call you White then?" He said, and you shrugged. "You can stay as long you're no threat to the hyenas," you said and returned to the cave. The scar was left speechless. Why doesn't she know who I am, or does she ignore it? His thoughts rambled, and he shook his head. Let's get this over with. His kind said, and the king's brother turned to face the hyenas and started to sing.

You heard it but didn't care less. Then dreams closed around you, and you let them come. Little did you know that you would have something to say for the future king—more than anything.

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You wake up with a start as your sensitive ears pick up the sound of bouldering. You sniff in the air standing up and walking out of your cave. You catch the scent of Simba. You frown. The hyena's scent is too there. You quickly glance aorund the place outside the cave and, to your horror, find no hyenas. Their smell is long but gone. A scared growl erutos your throat, and you spread your massive wings taking off in a cloud of dust.

When you reach the specter of the scent of the young prince, your gap is slight. In the cove, more than thousands of wildebeest. You snarl as you see Scar walking aorund the cove, looking down at the situation down there. You fold your withe wings and dive down towards the cove. Your wings are too big to fit between the walls of it, but you can manage. You swoop down, seeing a blur of dusty gold, and the scent of Mufasa enters your nose. Oh no, he's not going to make it, you think, and your talons grip onto the stony surface, sending minor hits of stones down onto the wildebeest.

They stumble, and some fall while others run away from the stones. Mufasa grabbed his son and placed him upon a ledge before being dragged away by the feeling bribes. You growl as you feel Scar behind you and your tail lash, taking a significant bit of the stones and tearing them down. Scar growls behind you but makes his way anyway by jumping onto the higher ledge.

You see him go towards where his brother hangs onto for dear life. You growl and try to make your way over to them, but you can't. You're stuck where you are. You then look frisky aorund after Simba finds him leases on a ledge not far away from where his father is.

"Simba," you call out to him, and you see him trying to turn in the tiny space he has. "No, don't move. Just stay still, and I'll come over once they have passed," you hear Simba say, "but what about dad?" Will he-" before he can finish his sentence, a scream of fear predicts the air, and you both look towards Mufasa to see him plummet. Simba shouts, "no!" While you growl. Soon after, the wildebeest have passed, and you drip down into the cove, trotting over to where you see Simba and Mufasa.

The king is lying on his side. You can't hear his breathing and immediately knows he's gone. You sigh and walk over to them, seeing Simba trying to wake his fac. "Little one," you coo, making the cub look at you. His eyes are complete with tears, n he runs over to you as you sit down. He clings onto your front talon, sobbing. "Shh, Shh, little one. You couldn't have done anything. It wasn't your fault," you say and lower your head, nuzzling the little cub gently. His sobs cease as you notice Scar leaning up behind you.

A growl emits from your throat.

You're the cause of this lion. And you'll pay for what you've done.

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