THE JOY OF VENGEANCE {p, Kion}

[tristitia]

SCAR

MALE — THE ASCENDANTS — OBSERVER

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Oh, Kion really earned the title of the fiercest, hadn't he? He didn't run away from his relative, though he had every right to. A small smirk appeared on the old lion's face. His tail flicked as he saw the lion cub stand his grand. Didn't he know that his relative could kill him with merely on glare? Well, it mattered not. Scar was here to do one thing, and that was to get Kion to join his side. Especially since he couldn't see Kovu or Nuka.. he wondered how his two sons were doing after all this time. Suddenly, he shook his head. To clear his thoughts. He needed to have a clear mind if he was supposed to do this correctly.

[b]“Now, now, Kion, I'm not here to hurt you, sit down.” He told the cub in his usual tone of voice. Because I'm not that stupid, I am not getting tossed out of another place. To show he meant it, he sheathed his claws and sat down, his long tail flicking behind him. [b]“I want to talk. About how I came back and what has happened in the Pridelands in your absence.”

#psychosocial.