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[notched_hate]

Character(s): Zira, open
Content: Zira is wandering around the city looking for Scar.
Setting: Around the City
Time:  creeping in...evening
Warnings: Zira being Zira.


Where was he!? For the last couple of days, Scar had been missing. MISSING.  Zira was irritated. She needed to be by her mate's side and be there if he needed something. How the hell could she do that if she couldn't find her king!?

As the tawny lioness wandered the streets, she would pause and glare at anyone that got in her way, even growling as she passed someone that got too close to her. Zira was NOT in the mood to deal with some stinking two legged hyenas.

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[thescaronhisface]

"It was my mother."

Kovu cast his eyes downward to his bloodied paws, wondering just how many times more he would have to do this because of her.

[divine_storm]

Priere stirred a little near the wall. That was weird, she didn't remember falling asleep... When did that happen? It didn't take long however to notice that she wasn't in any pain anymore, and that she was feeling a whole lot better. That said, the healing might have patched her up nicely, but the exhaustion was still there. At least now she could get up and actually go home instead of looking like some sort of freak in the streets.

She slowly got up, mumbling half words while trying to collect herself. Ah... so it seemed Kovu found someone to-- OH HELL NO.

Out of everyone to come help... Well... she was still happy that she got healed... and she would thank her for it but...

If she heard ONE lecture...

[world_of_elegance]

Urd watched Kovu intently, feeling a pang of sympathy she knew better than to voice. In the ensuing silence, Priere had awakened, so now the goddess shot her a small, crooked smile at the girl's immediate displeasure. "Priere, can you do me a favor and answer a question? Do you blame Kovu for what just happened to you?"

The request was innocently stated, casual enough, but it was anyone's guess what the point of it was. There was no accusation in her tone, the smile still on her face.

[thescaronhisface]

The question just kind of shocked Kovu. He flinched back, Urd's pleasant tone doing nothing to change how deep that question stabbed. He tried to say something, but all that he could get out was a gasp of air.

[divine_storm]

Whatever annoyance Priere had quickly faded and replaced itself with confusion. "Huh? Why the hell would I blame Kovu? He's not the one who tried to attack that woman," she said, frowning. Was... this really what was going on? It's true that she sometimes had trouble getting other people's troubles... especially guys, but... she really didn't get this.

She crossed her arms, thinking. "Heck, he even stopped the fight," she admitted, choosing her words for once. Hey, she was in a thought spot, but she wasn't about to say that he saved her or anything. She could have gotten out of it. But still... "But yeah, unless he told his mom to try to tear my arm off, it's kinda stupid to blame him for anything."

[world_of_elegance]

Urd glanced down at Kovu as Priere answered, smiling gently. "Well, there you have it," she said once the girl was done. While the very idea of blaming Kovu seemed completely ridiculous to Priere, Urd suspected Kovu might have thought differently. The answer had been simple and straight-forward, completely honest. It was far more effective than any words of comfort Urd herself could say, though how he'd react was anyone's guess.

Reaching into the bodice of her dress, the goddess withdrew a small glass bottle full of small purple pills. "But if you two are gonna insist on watching each other's back, it might help to have a little first aid on hand. Trouble follows you like it's in love with you." She held it out to Priere, smirking.

"One of these should boost your stamina and heal you enough to keep going, if something like this happens again. Not sure if it works on lions, but..." She shrugged. "Keep them or toss them out, it's up to you."

[thescaronhisface]

"But I'm-"

Kovu stopped. The same things kept getting said to him, over and over like a broken record. What was he going to say? He's Zira's son? He's Scar's heir? How many people would have to tell him those things had nothing to do with who he was? Mufasa had said it every time they spoke. Priere and Urd had just spelled it out right there for him to see. Kiara had known that from the very day they met, even before he thought anything different. Why was this so hard?

"Thanks," was all he said, after falling silent for a few moments. He'd said before he wanted nothing to do with his mother, or with Scar. So why did he still act like they were controlling his life?

[divine_storm]

"Thanks," Priere answered, shooting a quizzical glance at the bottle before accepting it. She wasn't quite sure about this... especially considering that the woman was the one responsible for that demon hitting on everyone a few months ago. (Nope, not letting that go) But, she'd just accept it for now, and anyway, she doubted it would be anything really dangerous... right?

As for Kovu, she still felt as if she was missing quite a bit in his relationship with his mother. Still, she wasn't about to pry, after all, they all had things they would rather keep to themselves. She simply smiled at him and shrugged it off. "Come on, we should get out of here before the crowd comes back," she said, pointing at a few curious passerby's who ran away earlier.