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www.deviantart.com/julis-rocks… (Part 11) >>>> Part 12 (You're here) >>>> Part 13 (Soon!)

LONG TEXT AHEAD!! Please forgive any gramatical mistake.

"Zira kept running and running until she reached The Pridelands. There, she saw the Pride Rock covered with a deep smoke as the rain washed the fire burning some trees. She stood there a few seconds, trying to think but there was no time for that.

“Zira!” A voice behind her, it was Dotty. “Please, don’t go, it can be dangerous…”

“If another lion challenged Scar and he’s dead, we have to-“ Spotty added, but Zira jumped forward and went towards the Pride Rock. She refused to believe there was any chance of Scar being dead, the simple thought wasn’t in her mind even. Zira didn’t want to approach the place from the front side, so she went in the back, aware of her surroundings. On the way, she could see a few hyenas running away from the Pride Rock, with a few lionesses chasing them away. She was confused, but hyenas were the last thing she worried about, the name Scar kept ringing in her head.

She approached the part of the Pride Rock where Scar usually lied, but he wasn’t there. “Scar?” Zira asked, looking around, trying to find his scent, but nothing. The smoke was slowly disappearing, and she saw a lioness figure coming towards her.

“Zira?” The lioness said. She turned around and saw Sarabi calling her name.

“You… Sarabi…” Zira said, with some disgust, “WHERE is Scar?” She roared.

Sarabi bowed her head and sighed. “Follow me.” Zira narrowed her eyes, at this moment she began to feel weird, tired, her paws were shaking after running for so long. With caution, she decided to follow Sarabi, curious and impatient.

It wasn’t a long walk, the place was a bit close to the tall rock, that created a small cave. Zira knew the place, she had been there with Scar before, but this time…

Zira blinked once, twice, then three times. She rubbed her eyes with her paw to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. She saw the body of her beloved Scar, lying on the floor, unmoving and terribly damaged.

“No…” Zira whispered and got closer to the body. Scar’s eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping, and it brought her memories of the many naps they use to take together when they were teens. Only this time, it was nothing like that. “No, Scar… Please, you can’t be dead…” Her voice was shaky and her body finally gave up and landed on him. His frizzy mane felt soft for her. “I’m sorry… I-I should’ve stayed… It’s my entire fault!” The first tears came out her eyes and those tears soon turned into hard sobs.

The rain had gotten heavier now and it was getting darker. Zira refused to move from his side. She shut her eyes open at Sarabi, who was a few meters away, with a sad expression. “You… You did this!” Zira accused.

The older lioness looked at her. “I feel your pain, Zira… Trust me, I do.”

Zira bared her teeth at her. “YOU DID THIS! And the others! Traitors… ALL OF YOU!”

“No, they didn’t.” A strange male voice said. It came from a lion, red-maned with orange pelt. For a second, Zira thought she was seeing a ghost. Simba…?

“You…” Zira said, with some shock.

He spoke again. “He did this to himself.”"

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yay another part!!! poor Zira:/ notice I changed the title to "In The Pridelands" because from now on, a few chapters will be located there

oh I wonder what Zira will do now...

Artwork (c) Julis-Rocks

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www.deviantart.com/julis-rocks… (Part 11) >>>> Part 12 (You're here) >>>> Part 13 (Soon!)

LONG TEXT AHEAD!! Please forgive any gramatical mistake.

"Zira kept running and running until she reached The Pridelands. There, she saw the Pride Rock covered with a deep smoke as the rain washed the fire burning some trees. She stood there a few seconds, trying to think but there was no time for that.

“Zira!” A voice behind her, it was Dotty. “Please, don’t go, it can be dangerous…”

“If another lion challenged Scar and he’s dead, we have to-“ Spotty added, but Zira jumped forward and went towards the Pride Rock. She refused to believe there was any chance of Scar being dead, the simple thought wasn’t in her mind even. Zira didn’t want to approach the place from the front side, so she went in the back, aware of her surroundings. On the way, she could see a few hyenas running away from the Pride Rock, with a few lionesses chasing them away. She was confused, but hyenas were the last thing she worried about, the name Scar kept ringing in her head.

She approached the part of the Pride Rock where Scar usually lied, but he wasn’t there. “Scar?” Zira asked, looking around, trying to find his scent, but nothing. The smoke was slowly disappearing, and she saw a lioness figure coming towards her.

“Zira?” The lioness said. She turned around and saw Sarabi calling her name.

“You… Sarabi…” Zira said, with some disgust, “WHERE is Scar?” She roared.

Sarabi bowed her head and sighed. “Follow me.” Zira narrowed her eyes, at this moment she began to feel weird, tired, her paws were shaking after running for so long. With caution, she decided to follow Sarabi, curious and impatient.

It wasn’t a long walk, the place was a bit close to the tall rock, that created a small cave. Zira knew the place, she had been there with Scar before, but this time…

Zira blinked once, twice, then three times. She rubbed her eyes with her paw to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. She saw the body of her beloved Scar, lying on the floor, unmoving and terribly damaged.

“No…” Zira whispered and got closer to the body. Scar’s eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping, and it brought her memories of the many naps they use to take together when they were teens. Only this time, it was nothing like that. “No, Scar… Please, you can’t be dead…” Her voice was shaky and her body finally gave up and landed on him. His frizzy mane felt soft for her. “I’m sorry… I-I should’ve stayed… It’s my entire fault!” The first tears came out her eyes and those tears soon turned into hard sobs.

The rain had gotten heavier now and it was getting darker. Zira refused to move from his side. She shut her eyes open at Sarabi, who was a few meters away, with a sad expression. “You… You did this!” Zira accused.

The older lioness looked at her. “I feel your pain, Zira… Trust me, I do.”

Zira bared her teeth at her. “YOU DID THIS! And the others! Traitors… ALL OF YOU!”

“No, they didn’t.” A strange male voice said. It came from a lion, red-maned with orange pelt. For a second, Zira thought she was seeing a ghost. Simba…?

“You…” Zira said, with some shock.

He spoke again. “He did this to himself.”"

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yay another part!!! poor Zira:/ notice I changed the title to "In The Pridelands" because from now on, a few chapters will be located there

oh I wonder what Zira will do now...

Artwork (c) Julis-Rocks