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paixaorpg2011-11-02 11:02 pm
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[Ongoing; Open]
Character(s): Mufasa & Open.
Content: The King is sorting through a number of happenings.
Setting: He will always be heading in the direction of the Pridelands.
Time: Morning, Week 36.
Warnings: None as of yet.
Leaving his communicator behind, Mufasa exited the Doctor's home and stepped out into the open air. As a breeze ruffled his mane, he realized that the weather was shifting. It wouldn't hinder him in the slightest - at least not yet. Thus the lion chose to ignore it and continue on his way.
With each step he took, he couldn't help himself from wondering about his son. Simba had left so...abruptly. He hadn't even gotten a chance to say farewell. Scowling, the great lion looked up at the sky and sent up a silent prayer for Simba's safety.
You are loved. You will always be my son. Even if I'm not with you, you are not alone.
Just then, the breeze picked up, causing Mufasa to chuckle deeply. Oh yes. Everything would be fine with Simba. Truthfully, he should be worrying about himself more. Shaking his head, he pulled himself together and turned towards the rising sun, his golden eyes glowing brilliantly.
Content: The King is sorting through a number of happenings.
Setting: He will always be heading in the direction of the Pridelands.
Time: Morning, Week 36.
Warnings: None as of yet.
Leaving his communicator behind, Mufasa exited the Doctor's home and stepped out into the open air. As a breeze ruffled his mane, he realized that the weather was shifting. It wouldn't hinder him in the slightest - at least not yet. Thus the lion chose to ignore it and continue on his way.
With each step he took, he couldn't help himself from wondering about his son. Simba had left so...abruptly. He hadn't even gotten a chance to say farewell. Scowling, the great lion looked up at the sky and sent up a silent prayer for Simba's safety.
You are loved. You will always be my son. Even if I'm not with you, you are not alone.
Just then, the breeze picked up, causing Mufasa to chuckle deeply. Oh yes. Everything would be fine with Simba. Truthfully, he should be worrying about himself more. Shaking his head, he pulled himself together and turned towards the rising sun, his golden eyes glowing brilliantly.
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Speaking of Pride Lands, she couldn't help but notice the rather large lion heading in that direction, and it didn't take much for her to recognize the lion that had been so angry and in such a rush before. Back then, she'd tried to stop him to offer help, but that hadn't gone so well. But right now, he seemed calmer, perhaps she could risk trying to chat with him again. Maybe apologize for last time as well because she honestly didn't want to stay on bad terms with the lion either, just like she hadn't wanted to stay on bad terms with Kovu.
Well, the least she could do was try, and so brought herself beside the lion, joining him instead of stepping in front of him like last time.
"Morning!" She greeted him in her usual perky manner, a large grin set on her face.