Scar had taken to traveling to escape the pressures and disappointment that was home. He was fed up and simply left, after all who would miss him. He’d explore the world, travel and suit his wounded heart with the various styles the world had to offer. All was well thus far and he had seen China, and a few other countries that were but rumors in the savannas of the lands he called home.
Luck soon ran out for him unfortunately while at sea. Mother nature was cruel and had tossed their ship about until they were forced to abandon. Once they reached land he sought to purchase a new ship in Paris. Problem was that would be hard apparently plague had ravaged all the lands stripping the streets of joy and laughter. People were sick, he could smell deaths hand over the poor city. Even scar felt bud this certainly wasn’t the scenic route promised, the prince soon decided to for once pay heed and depart the sickly lay of Paris for a smaller quieter village.
Their travels were more of the adventurous sorts and the people even more interesting. He was still excited to be free exploring and learning the things the world had to teach a stubborn prince
Laughter and song could be heard echoing outside the pub and Scar beckoned the guard to allow him to go alone and enjoy a few drinks.
The door flung open but nobody noticed. This caused the prince to growl in annoyance watching the scene play out for it proved entertaining. As Scar slouched over the bar he didn’t interupt,only lifted a glass of whiskey to his lips in amusement. Were they serious, they were actually singing a song to stoke a mans ego and he wasn’t even royalty, puposturous. He rolled his eyes taking a seat on the stool all while ordering two more drinks. Who could protest to a comedy show and drinks and to be honest he needed a but of amusement.
Taka carefully crossed one leg over the other in proper stature. Posture and grace was installed into the lion since birth. When they finally finished all fell silent. Almost on Tue he spat his drink out not able to hold his laughter. Standing he spoke a hand on his hip.
“So is this live entertainment or this is seriously a thing. To be honest I found the song rather catchy, but a bit over the top! ”
He stated pinching his fingers with a smirk exspoainf his fang. The lion had taken humanoid form obviously, he wasn’t in Amy danger here. The worse he had to read was getting so drunk the women became sirens and robbed him blind or a shotgun.
