He chuckles as leading the cub off to find others, after getting permission and finding those to fill the roles with them. "Simba, don't be disappointed. Rather, what you did to Shenzi at the graveyard to save Nala; you'd be Leader role of the Guard rather than Bravest. And your cub friends easily fill in the other roles; Malka the Brave, Tojo the Keen, Chumvi the Strong, and Mhiitu the Fast. You'd be the Fierce." The Lioness Nash was with them, and just knew when talk was friendly or not, which would help keep the young Prince safe. They found others willing to fill in the temporary roles; a Cheetah, Leopard, Hyena, and Cape Dog. The hyena a Brown, not one of the kind that caused trouble before.
Back in the Lair now, he started with the first ones. About Mufasa and himself, and how the tradition usually went with firstborn and secondborn, and the roar and about what happened to cause him to lose control at the time though there definitely was more to the story than was let on. Moving on to the others, "This wall here tends to have the paintings of each Lion Guard that once upon a time existed in the Pride Lands, however you might notice some are quite faded. Reasons for that. Anyways," to the next one - about Askari, and his time. "Well, he is called the First Leader of the Lion Guard but that isn't true; what happened before his is the first but something happened to change them. Askari defeated the original guard thus saving the Kingdom of the time. You might notice the original leader of the guard lacks a painting here, Askari was named after him as he had been legendary, Ascari before his downfall to darkness." Further in the lair, about the other paintings - what he knew of them anyways, until they reached the hole in the ground. He picked up the cub, and jumped down in - missing the slide and sharp rocks; the rest of the group proving able to get in without a scratch. Placing Simba down again, "Now, stay very close to us. There's cliffs around and other traps, and there is further in a maze puzzle and invisible bridge. And try not to touch any random seemingly innocent rocks, if it gets dark here that we can't see anything just wait then follow my voice."
“Really?” Simba asked with true joy in his voice. Him? The Fiercest? Wow, that sounded very inspiring to him. And maybe ... yes, he definitely fitted that role better. As Fiercest he was supposed to lead the Lion Guard - and as prince he couldn’t imagine other role for himself. “Yes, I am the Fiercest.” The cub laughed and jumped on a rock to show himself. “I have the Roar of the Elders, hear me!” He even got himself into a “ready-to-pounce” position before starting to roar, however it sounded more like a yowl. “Did ya hear it uncle Scar? Did ya...?” Words got stuck in him when he noticed the brown hyena behind Scar. Simba immediately went into a defensive mood to show he was worthy (and of course because Scar was with him now it was easier to seem to be brave).
“Hey! Hyenas are not allowed to be in the Pride Lands. Leave these lands now!”
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The little cub was amazed by all these stories. They were just as inspiring to him as the stories about the Great Kings of the Past. He would listen to them all day.
As they got further inside, the place started to become more and more creepy but in an exciting way. Obeying the old male lion, he drew closer to his uncle, waiting to see where the team took him.
