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β β β β β β β β β β β₯ οΌοΌ β β ββ ππ’ππ’. β
β β β β Softly nudges α΄α΄α΄Κα΄α΄.. β β β β β β β β γ Hey β wake up. γ
β β β Coward. β β β If Simba could hear thoughts, Scar would most certainly be on his hunting list as he talks badly about Mufasa. β β β With a small roaring snarl, Simba emerges from his hiding. β β β β γ Guess again. γ β β Even barely knowing each other β his guard was up.
β β β β β β β The King waltzed up upon Pride Rock, surfacing his way to almost the edge before exhaling out a loud roar to end the night. β β β With that, Simba allowed his muscles to refrain from their usual work; flopping down comfortably onto the rock. . . ππππ.
β β β β Maybe he should fear Simba. Despite not knowing who he was β if he reminded the other of Mufasa, then there should be a bit of fear running through his core. β β Striding towards the other, almost circling him; β β β γ Mm, perhaps. You mentioned my father β πππ? γ
β β β β β β And, heβs off! Despite it being as early as it is, Simba decided to venture the land this morning. He woke up with all this energy built up inside him. Needing to let some of this energy out β he figured running around and perhaps chasing a butterfly would suffice.