"I don't know," Kovu answered the hyena. "I wasn't there when it happened." He wasn't too enthusiastic about answering, and didn't look her in the eye. That was the night he'd gotten his scar...and it wasn't a night he was very happy to talk about.

Skeptical, to say the least, he held his paw out to her. If it was the same as what happened for Simba, it would be fine, right?