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Originally posted by Melody of Scar
Scar smiled and shook his head slowly before he sat down, unsheathing his claws and studying them. He turned back to Sengalo, placing his paw down. "I wish I could tell you, my son. All I do know is I woke in extreme pain... I don't know how long I was out. I was where I had landed and it was quiet, but I knew I needed to get away. I dragged myself for hours until I found a puddle of water from the rain. I rested in that until I was found by two twin lions from some great pride in a wasteland. They nursed me back to health - I owe them my life."
In a very uncharacteristic move, Scar nuzzled his nose under Sengalo's chin for a moment. "I'm glad you're alive... I came home fearing that Simba had murdered my children and..." His eyes flashed with anger. "That traitor of a queen. She will be properly dealt with, in time." His eyes suddenly softened and he studied Sengalo carefully, dreading the answer to his next question. "What of Taugadi? Does she still live?"
He didn't know why he picked Zira over Taugadi the more he looked back - Zira may have shared his mind, but she lacked many traits that Taugadi had. He was relieved that this son of his was from Taugadi... The mere thought of Zira now made him feel physically ill.
Sengalo listened intently to Scar's story of survival, taking in every word.