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@ziiira-blog
; OMG i know you're inactive okay but i got really excited when i found your blog because i just made a kovu blog SO LIKE if you ever decide to come back to zira, YOU SHOULD HIT ME UP. <3333
Maybe someday if I return to this account, I’ll do that.
Not deleting because I ay want to return but this blog is now INACTIVE
((I know we might not talk but I love this blog and I look at it every day. Please don't!))
Sorry but there is really no reason for me to keep this blog around when I have lost my muse for Zira completely.
The Loin King 2 Baby Kovu
The coughing lioness scrambled up to the riverbank where she had regained consciousness. Scarred and exhausted she sat down, stared with faded eyes into the quiet air around her and choked out silently to herself.
'I give up'.
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Poor Zira :c Always feel bad for her for some reason. This would make such a sad scene. (Well to me anyway xD)
New Indie RP for Nala from the Lion King! Multiverse and all that sorta stuff! Nicer promo coming up with the mun has time.
Although there was little tenderness in the lion’s blackened heart, a small flicker of affection came to Scar’s dull green eyes as the lioness spoke. Closing his eyes as she pressed her muzzle into the dark fur of his neck, Scar couldn’t stop himself from lightly leaning into his, his being searching for the comfort that he only ever found in her.
“…Yes.” he quietly answered, though he wasn’t even sure if he really could. But, Scar could not allow himself to seem so weak. He already looked despicable and he refused to let himself sink even further.
With a heavy, pained grunt, the overthrown king shakily rose to his paws once more, the bones of his joints popping and cracking with wear and exhaustion.
Zira moved so she would stay close to him. He looked worse than a sick zebra so if he needed some help returning to the Outlands with her, she would be more than glad to aid her king.
The lioness started to walk slowly so Scar could keep up, and at the same time she looked around, searching for prey. There was nothing on the Outlands that would be enough to feed a probably hungry and very hurt lion so the only way was to hunt in the Pridelands. The other lionesses could help drag the carcass back once it was donw. She did remember seeing a pack of zebras not far from there.
“Just lean on me if you feel weak, my king.” Zira said as she kept walking. If everything went as expected, they would be back in no time.
Once Upon a Time meets The Lion King 2
I just found this perfect video. The last song is just…
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Im looking for a human face claimer for Zira, any suggestions?
Heavy paws stepped across the dried, dusted earth of the Pridelands, the lion’s gait unsteady with a heavy limp. His once grand black mane was dirtied and ragged, his piercing green eyes dull and empty. Scar, the once prideful and ruthless king of the Savannah was left as a mere shadow of himself. His pelt was all but draped over the broken form of the dethroned king, the deep red fur torn and shredded from the teeth and claws of the hyenas.
Scar would never know how he managed to survive the savagery of those damned beasts, but he had. The fallen king had escaped, but not without loss. He was weak, the lion unable to hunt for himself in his horrendous state, but he had lived, he had survived if just only. But now, he was no longer alone.
“…Zira..” came the hushed, strained utterance of the lioness’ name, a heavy sigh leaving the male as his form lightly slumped onto the ground. “My Queen…”
Her ears perked up at the sound of her name. She felt like it had been forever since she had heard that voice, and was convinced that would neve hear it again. All the lioness wanted to do was to rush to him, confort the waek lion and be by his side. But at the same time, she was suspisious. There were rumors of how warmer days could create illusions but then... she hardly doubted it would make it so... real.
Zira took one step closer to him and then another and another. She might be suspicious but there was chance that it was really Scar. And considered the poorly state he was in, he needed her help and now.
“My King.” Zira replied, nuzzling against his neck gently. “Can you walk? I need to get somewhere safe where you can rest, my love.”
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“How.......?”
“Well—” Nuka padded quietly after his mother, eyes darting to fixate on everything that moved along the ground. “I mean, we— you, Mother, you’ve raised him so well that even if we didn’t find him before dark, he’d find his way safely home.”
A pause. “N-Not that we shouldn’t go look for him, a’course—”
“Still risking is not an option. If he ventures into the Pridelands he might end up killed by those bloody beasts.” Zira replied. She kept walking, her eyes moving trying to find the lost cub. “Still, I can’t take care of him all the time. If you can’t do this one thing I asked you to do, then maybe I should consider someone else to be my second in comand.”
“Sleep, ya little termite! Uh— I mean, precious little thing!” “One day when you’re big and strong————” “You will be a KING!”
Nuka looked wearily up at his mother, coughing out a weak, “K-Kovu got himself into a little tangle with the gators again.” He had to admit, he couldn’t remember the last time his mother had taken care of him like this. Yet, he couldn’t say that he really liked it. After all, he had to be the man of the family now that Pops was gone.
He wobbled up to a standing position, wincing with the pain. “I’m— I’m fine, Mother,” he protested quietly, one of his front legs twitching involuntarily.
Her ears were pushed back and she stared at Nuka, dispproving what he was doing. Yet she was happy to hear that the reason why he was so injuried was because he had come in aid of his younger brother. “I can see how fine you are Nuka.” Zira replied in a cold tone. “Lie down you are in no shape of moving, son.” She added.
