Continuing... her search.

[notched_hate]

Character: Zira and Scar
Setting: Somewhere around the city.
Content: Zira.. continuing her search for Scar and not in the best of shape.
Time: Sometime after her fight with Priere
Warnings: Zira and Scar. 

Zira didn't know how much time passed since Kovu knocked her out, just that she was alone when she woke up. Everything hurt, especially her head as she slowly got to her feet. Damn that girl and talk that annoying cub! She would have had the girl if Kovu hadn't interfered! 

Regardless, she slowly started to move again and made her way down an alley way. Time.. to continue her search for Scar. Now only if her head would stop hurting.

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[i_killedmufasa]

As for himself, Scar had been wandering the streets of the city for the past few days, having luckily been away from City Hall when that...whatever it was had blasted Maleficent's thorns away with all that light. He'd made a point of learning what that was someday, but for now, he was more interested simply in finding a place he could rest. The cave in Pride Rock was beginning to sound rather pleasant at this point...and there was always the fact that it would hurt his brother, his nephew, and Zira's brat Kovu all at once.

As he made his way toward the Niflheim gate to proceed toward the castle's other floors, he caught the scent of his mate--or, more specifically, the scent of her blood. What on earth had the brash lioness gotten herself into this time?

"I do hope you have a good reason for why I can smell your bleeding on the wind before I can smell you," he said softly, announcing his presence with quite the condescending tone.

[notched_hate]

She froze as she heard his voice. Whatever step she was going to take was paused, her paw setting itself back down as she turned towards her mate.

"...A minor run in with someone annoying." She growled a little as she lowered her head a little. "I was looking for you. Now where the hell have you been?"

[i_killedmufasa]

Zira's tone curled Scar's lips into a sneer. "Oh, I've been here and there, checking up on things. I could ask the same of you."

"Now tell me, who was this 'someone annoying?' I do hope it wasn't anyone I know..."

[notched_hate]

For once the lioness didn't care about actually answering her mate. Instead she moved closer to him so he could see just what sort of damage she gained in the fight with the woman and her...son. Before limping past him with a soft growl.

[i_killedmufasa]

"Touchy today, aren't we?" Scar knew that would only antagonize her, but frankly her insolent behavior was making it rather hard for him to care--well, harder.

"If you were expecting me to apologize for my absence I'm afraid you're out of luck."

Zira should know full well how to treat Scar if she expected anything resembling sympathy from him, and he wasn't about to let himself become lax in his standards simply because she was his mate.

[notched_hate]

Zira shot a glare at him before swallowing her own anger. Yes, She knew exactly how to get "sympathy" out of him. Play to his ego. The injured lioness let out a soft sigh and flicked her tail. "But My King, how am I supposed to be of use to you if I don't know where you are? I am your devoted Queen after all~."

Zira moved closer to nuzzle against his mane. "I live for you, Scar."

[i_killedmufasa]

Ah, now that was much better. Scar gave a small growl of approval, then stepped away to make eye contact with his mate. He looked her over head to claw, and cringed melodramatically at the plainly visible wounds.

"You can be of use to me by not getting yourself injured, for a start. But since you've already failed in that, obeying me and answering my questions would be an excellent follow-up."

[notched_hate]

Zira tried not to roll her eyes at the melodramatic cringe as her tail lashed about. "I had a run in with the same female from a few months ago."

She growled a little as claws dug into the ground slightly. One of these days she was going to end that woman! She would have today if it hadn't been for Kovu. "... And that traitor cub of mine."

[i_killedmufasa]

"The one you failed to kill?" A moment passed. "And Kovu. For a boy you raised yourself to be my heir, he's certainly doing a rather good job of being everything but, isn't he?"

The very idea of that brutish lion's existence offended Scar, particularly the way that Kovu had been acting for some time now over the journals. Feeling guilt over his parents' actions was simply foolish, but to blame Zira and Scar for his own insecurity? That was just pathetic.

The claw wounds on Zira's chest had gone deep. If she had taught him nothing else, he had at least become nearly as vicious as she was.

[notched_hate]

"He was fine until he met Simba's daughter.That little witch corrupted my Kovu and I will kill her for it." Zira was going to ignore the comment about the woman she failed to kill. If the girl ever got on the Pridelands, she would be more than happy to tear her limb from bloody limb.

But, lately she was starting to get annoyed more and more with Kovu. She raised him to be a killer! Not some.. whiny cub. "Besides, you were the one that wouldn't accept Nuka as your heir. Kovu was the better choice."

[i_killedmufasa]

"You seem to be forgetting one key little detail." Scar's voice fell into a deadpan for a moment. "I never chose any heir at all."

He let that hang in the air.

"If you can't control your son, then kill him."

[notched_hate]

Zira frowned but let it drop for now. Details details. Which brought her to another problem. Could she kill her own son?

The Lioness wasn't so sure. She had raised the boy, yes. Did she actually care for him? Some small insignificant part of her maybe.Then there was the physical aspect. She had raised Kovu to be able to take down Simba. Did she have a chance against him?

Zira grumbled and leaned against her mate. If this was what Scar wanted, who was she to deny her king?

"I will try to get rid of him as soon as I am able to."

[i_killedmufasa]

"Do make it quick," Scar replied, seeming disinterested almost entirely with the whole situation. If Kovu kept getting in her way, why hadn't she just killed him already? She was acting as if this was some sort of major dilemma.

"I'd like to stop hearing about him sooner rather than later."