The Darkness inside my Soul
"He's adorable, isn't he?" Nala kept saying.
Zira had had enough. She didn't even want to see the new cub. Like she cared. How could she? How could they be happy while her lover was gone? How could Simba even smile when he had seen what had been done to his uncle?
And yet, Zira had warned Scar about the hyenas, and he hadn't listened. He wasn't the only one to pay the price; she was, too. With her three cubs, she didn't know what to do.
But, deep down, she knew. Before passing away, Scar had left very precises instructions to follow if he ever died. It was time for Zira to accomplish Scar's goal.
And she would. As one last goodbye.