The heat of the African sun was beating against Scar's back. Scar had run off from the watering hole this morning after the rest of the young lionesses began to pick on him for what felt like the millionth time. Scar knew he had made mistakes in the past, the scar on his face a reminder that he wasn't Taka anymore but Scar since the buffalo incident.
Before that he had been picked on for his dull, black mane and his form wasn't strong looking like Mufasa's but lanky although he made up for strength in wit but when it came to others he struggled to fight back, to say anything. Being shy and quiet did not help him at all. It always saddened him especially when he went and told Sarabi that he liked her and she thought he was so desperate for a mate he would go for her but he had meant he liked her as a friend and ever since then Sarabi had made it her mission to make his life a living hell and the other lioness had joined in. There newest thing was to make fun of his scar and call him scar face.
Sarabi always said she was preparing to ne queen and needed to know how to handle things that don't belong, there was a high possibility that she would become the next queen of the jungle with the way she threw herself at Mufasa. Mufasa who was out going and friendly with the most gorgeous mane he had ever laid eyes on, it saddened him that his mighty brother would be with someone so sick and cruel but Mufasa did not know that as Sarabi always put up the kind act in front of Mufasa and acted as if she was Scar's friend. That really made Scar's eyebrow twitch with annoyance.
He had been previously laying by the watering hole enjoying the coolness of the water on this hot day but then the lioness showed up with Sarabi leading them. They managed quite quickly to chase him off and now he was wondering around to find a nice shady place that could hopefully keep him hidden also from the cruel, rude lionesses.
Scar was able to find a suitable place. It was a small cave hidden under the one low hill a few hundred meters from the watering hole.
"This should hide me perfectly." Mumbled Scar out loud as he went to crawl in. Whilst crawling in he noticed that only someone with his form was really able to squeeze in and that on the inside the further he went in the bigger it got. He finally found a nice big spot where he could curl up and there was also some sunlight coming through the holes. He finally curled up and went to take a nap.
Scar was unable to and felt too restless and soon enough tears of frustration built up in his eyes. God how he hated living here, he thought as he hid his face between his paws and felt as if he was going to sob. He finally managed to calm down after a while and that was when he heard it. Scrapping and scratching. Someone was coming in. Scar began to panic realizing that this might be home to someone. His breaths soon became shallow and his heart beat made it feel like as if it was going to come out if his chest.
The scratching and scrapping got louder, then there was growling. Oh god, thought Scar closing his eyes waiting for whatever was to come and what it might do to him as he pressed himself further into the wall of the cave.
"Ummm... Taka... could I please get some help...?" Scar recognized that voice, it was the only person who still called him by his real name. Opening his eyes he came face to face with Mufasa's sheepish looking face.
"What are you doing?" he asked as he went to try and pull Mufasa through, how he had managed to fit in here would be a mystery. He soon was able to pull Mufasa free and that ended up them being squished since Mufasa had quite some muscle.
"How did you find me?" asked Scar as he tried to make himself small so there was space. "I followed you after the watering hole..." Scar paused and realized what Mufasa had probably witnessed there. "I saw what Sarabi and the others did..." Scar looked at Mufasa to see what his reaction was, Mufasa was giving him an odd smile, "So after you left I kind of went and bit Sarabi and told them all to leave you alone and that if anyone was going to be queen it was you... father is going to be so mad when he finds out..."
"Me queen?"
"Well yes... your my best friend and well quite pretty looking and your always there for me!" Mufasa carried on happily as a blush took over Scar's face, no one had ever called him pretty before and he thought it would never happen but it was.
"Umm Taka... I am kind of getting really squished so..."
"Oh!"
Scar quickly tried to make himself even smaller then before but Mufasa huffed at him and told him to let him handle this. Somehow letting Mufasa handle it led Mufasa to curl around Scar's lanky form. Scar had tried to say they should leave but Mufasa said he didn't feel like dealing with the rest now so they should stay here for a while.
After a couple of minutes Scar was able to fall asleep and soon after Mufasa made sure no one was going to come looking for him he joined Scar in the blissful sleep. The last thought Scar had before he slept were that he would enjoy the moment as it is since he did not know when things would change and all Mufasa could think was that he was just happy with his best friend.
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