That next morning, a young Simba and Nala rose early to beat the great sun. They had made it a plan to find Simba's uncle to…all the power, invested in him, marry the young cub, so Simba could truly be king. Only then would he be able to rule the pride lands, and make his father proud. To the excited duo went about to find the mysterious lion. "C'mon, he's usually on the shadowy side of pride rock, let's go!" eager the pair of cub went bounding to the other side of priderock, and not a moment too soon for the adults of the pride were starting to stir from them deep slumber.
When the cubs reached the normal area where Scar would nap and mope the majority of the day away, they found it empty. "Where is he?" asked Nala puzzled. "You said he'd be here."
"He usually is." Confessed Simba, not knowing where his uncle may be.
"Maybe he went for a walk or something…" asked the blue-eyed cub. As she walked over to look at a pile of old chewed bones. "You're uncle pretty messy, huh."
"Yea, mom hates it when he leaves his bones scattered all over the den."
"hmp." Then walking back over to the red orb cub. "Well where do you think he could be?" the cub shrugged his shoulders, and the young female sighed.
"Hey!" he spoke, with more eagerness. "I bet we can still find him, it's still early. Plus we have to do it for my mom." He chimed, which made the Nala smile thinking of her second mother Sarabi.
"Right, for Sarabi!" Nala echoed. They soon turned tail and heading back the way they came. Perhaps they would have to venture a little farther from pride rock to find the brown male uncle.
As the cubs were off leaving the pridelands, just a few seconds later, a female lioness could be seen exiting the large den and enter the morning light. she stretched, lengthening her long slender, and tone body. She looked back to see the rest of her pride sisters waking up and following her lead. It was then that she noticed the pride was short by two members. Her son and his best friend, the queen automatically thought ' what on earth could her son be doing now?'
"Ah, Good morning, Sarabi." She turned back to see a larger, brown male facing her, just at the bottom of the steps.
"Good morning Scar." She voiced walking down.
"How are you doing?" he voiced, showing concern for his sister in law.
"…I'm managing, and yourself?"
"Same." The lies. Scar walked beside Sarabi. "I came to talking to you, from yesterday." He added. Sarabi stopped just as the Stoney pillars of the priderock met with the thick green grass.
"Yes?" she asked. "What did you want to talk about?"
"I don't want you to think I'm being too pushy, believe me I wouldn't want to force anything on you, especially now and your mental condition." Sarabi raised an eyebrow. Yes, she lost her mate, it was tragic and unexpected and yes, it has been very hard on her…but she's not gone crazy. The way he was speaking made it seem like the queen had gone mad.
" …I appreciate your concern brother. Now what did you want to talk about? I have to leave soon to lead the hunting party."
"Right, I'm sorry. I am just curious, what do you plan to do next? I know it is still too soon to say but-"
"I don't know just yet, actually. I don't know, I went… and I saw his body in the gorge, I was here when the herds came to give their blessing, but it still feels like a dream…a lie. So no, I haven't thought of anything, I don't know what I plan to do next." She paused. "why do you ask?"
"It's just, being the next male in line-"
"Simba, is the next male in line." Sarabi quickly corrected, and scar did not care too much for that. He knew the little brat was next in line, but the cubs not even a year old yet. So, he is clearly out of the picture.
"Right Simba is the next in line. But as his uncle and your brother, I worry about my brother legacy and his family. Mufasa was not only a king, but the pride and your family security and protection… and now that is gone." He gazed out of the corner of his eye to see her reaction and how she was taking in all this. "I do propose this, let me fill in, for Mufasa for now and until young Simba is of ag-"
"No."
"No?" he questioned, did she really just say no?
"No not, no…" Sarabi mind was scattered at the thought of someone ruling that wasn't her husband. Yes, what he proposed was true…but "Scar I can't think of that right now. I'm sorry."
"I understand… but we must talk of this, soon."
"No not soon, we have time to wait on this."
"I know that's what you hope, and trust, I do the same. But the reality of it is, the king is gone. You are a queen with no mate by your side…why it's only a matter of time before other prides hear of this- rouges even. And power can drive a lion to do anything." Hmm, was the male talking about himself in this instance. "You are a mighty queen, but you need protection and I can give it to yo-"
"Good morning your highness!" and not a moment too soon, the blue hornbill landed on his queens shoulder. "How are you Sarabi, I hope you slept well."
"Good morning, Zazu." Sarabi then looked to Scar.
"Good morning Scar." Zazu voiced, not too dryly.
"…Good morning Zazu." Scar, not hiding his dryness at all. He did not like the bird, he always came flapping his wings and beak into everyone business. "Zazu, if you don't mind Sarabi and I were having a conversation."
"oh, what about?" asked the blue bird cheekily. Scar grimaced and growled under his breathe.