Kovu's journal sat in the grass, still open to the post that Mufasa had made. As for the lion himself, he was pacing back and forth, back and forth, through the thick fog that was slowly collecting around the park. Nervous, agitated, scared, angry, guilty...everything! Of all the lions who could have possibly shown up after Scar, why did it have to be MUFASA?! His tail flicked, he gritted his teeth, every time he turned around his paws hit the ground harder and harder. Even having Kiara here was hardly helping any...though he couldn't imagine what this would be like without her.

What in the world was he supposed to do?