#lioncs

[thepaststillhurts]

Pals forever

Simba did like adventures. He was a naughty lion cub and nothing could stop him when it came to looking for fun (or danger), as long as he had the opportunity... because that Banana Beak did everything he could to stop the cub.

Although last time it was not so successful. The adventure in the Elephant Graveyard, well... so to say didn’t go very well. Simba’s biggest wish was to make it unhappened. All he wanted was to impress his father and prove that he was brave enough... However, he had made Mufasa so disappointed instead what he was most afraid of...

“Hey, dad!” Simba trotted up to the older male with a wide smile on his muzzle, excitement in his eyes. He was grateful to his father for forgiving him and Simba had decided that he would consider it as a nightmare and would follow his father’s orders from now on. The cub had learnt the lesson.

He remembered his father hadn’t mentioned any important things to do for this day, so he hoped they could be up for something today.

“Are you busy?”

@lioncs

[gentlemenscar-blog]

I HAVE AN AU I AM DYING TO DO PLEASE I will call it "War General Conquered

A story where instead of Scar pulling away after their father passed Mufasa took over and calmed Scar promising a funner path for his younger brother. The pridelands flourished and Scar was occupied expanding Mufasa reign and rule. Mufasa tapped into the brutal ruthlessness and became one of the greatest conqueror in Africa. Scar followed Mufasa directions until he of course grew so much in pride that he still wanted the throne and started conquering his his own name Mufasa found out and don't know from there but it’d be cool redirection of a bad thing. It would work because help Mufasa would send scar off with his army of hyenas. and they would literally rip Africa apart and put it back together as one. Then Mufasa would be able to focus on the kingdom ,Simba and his newest territories. A simple redirection to calm a enraged soul. I am currently writing this as a fanfic when its done I will post for you all to enjoy.

[bloodfang-sabertooth]

[[ STARTER FOR ]]

[[ @lioncs ]] These lands were warm, much warmer than the home he knew before. The actual landscape was different in a sense there were not at many forests as before. Even the prey had major differences. The mammoths in these warm plains had no hair, and many other significant differences. The massive saber toothed feline walked down towards what looked like a community watering hole, luckily it was vacant and no other creatures were around. His immense size was enough to scare off most other creatures, reaching 6 ft at the shoulders. His massive upper canines, and the fur around his mouth was stained read from the blood of past prey. The beast carried himself on powerful legs with the scars of long ago battles still showing from underneath his thick fur. Leaning his body down to let his tongue rake water into his mouth, which did not stray far from the traditional cat like posture. Not really in fear that anything would try to attack him.

[axlittlextense]

(( @lioncs ))

The lioness stalked a lone zebra that had wandered to the edges of the Pridelands. She wasn't one to trespass, at least not without merit, but she could easily say that it had wandered into the Outlands first.

[gentlemenscar-blog]

These cubs, that roar, all of this pissed him off and again he broke the rules. He had found his way back with the cost of his soul, not that the male had much of one to began with. A story for another day. What captivated his interest was this young cub who had captured his sons interest.

A young cub who’s scent was all too farmilliar. He moved along the rocks careful not to make a sound. He was furious but this was the wrong cub. He was after the other cub for taking interest in his daughter. The former king was vindictive in every way cold eyes watching her. Scar inched closer and closer teeth bared with intent to bring a pain to simba that would be felt until the day he died. Moments later he was within range but it dawned on him. He could use this to his advantage, she was more valuable alive then dead at the moment. He fixed his mane with his paw and spoke out to her.

“You’re a long way away from home princess. A bold one you are to venture this far. ”

[gentlemenscar-blog]

He chuckled a bit leaning in with a wicked grin and a dark voice.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh go on it’s music to my eaea, I’m counting on it I’m not alone and if you’re injured you can’t save him! ”

The last words spat out with a grin. Would it be great is Simba came only to watch her die helplessly and then joined her. The perfect payback but what injury would time enough to make this word. He fell silent setting back eyes on her debating. Her neck, heart and head was off limits she’d die too quickly instead he had a better plan

He rose to his feet and turned from her waving to one of the lionesses hidden in the shadows. I need you to go out to the border of the pridelanda and find a two foot plant with white petals. It’s like a throw bust but grows alone tucked between weeds. A boutulp, I need the flowers. Don’t pluck it with your mouth, use a claw and slice below the neck of the plant. With that the lioness darted out. Before scar stopped her. “Don’t get caught, if you do consider yourself dead! ” He stated earning a nod as scar then called another. Leaning into her he whispered. “I want you to go into the pridelands from an oposide direction from her. Enter from the west and I want you to get caught but look concerned and warn my dear nephew about a male lion who managed to snatch up a particular princess! ” When she agreed he smiled turning back to her and approaching with a smile. “It’s safe to say he’ll be here in a matter of hours and guess what, you’ve earned a front row seat on revenge.” The plant was poisonous, and could kill in a matter of hours. Scar was beside himself with the idea. He’d make her devour it and then by the time simba arrived she’d be knocking on the door of death. Her statement was quite possibly the worst possible thing she could have said.