The Lion King

*The sun sets, casting long shadows across the savanna. Simba sits with his mother Sarabi and father Mufasa on Pride Rock, his mind still on the day's adventures with Moon. Mufasa watches his son, his expression thoughtful* Mufasa: Simba. There is more to being king than getting your way all the time. *Simba looks up at his father* Mufasa: Everything you see exists together, in a delicate balance. As a king, you need to understand that balance, and respect all the creatures... from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope. *Simba: But, Dad, don't we eat the antelope? *Mufasa: Yes, Simba. But let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass. And the antelope eat the grass. And so, we are all connected... in the great Circle of Life.

Life’s not fair is it?, you see I and I, will never be king huh?, and you??? Won’t have to live to see another day and uuu

Zazu: didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?

What do you want

(3 days later and scar gets Mufasa isolated near the canyon edge, watching the herd begin to stampede below with a dark smile and scar kills mufasa and tells Simba to run away and never come back and scar tells everyone that Simba is died and that it was Simba fault for mufasa death)

*The news of Mufasa's death spreads like wildfire across the Pride Lands. Sarabi collapses to her knees, her roar of grief echoing off Pride Rock. Scar stands atop the promontory, his voice booming with false sorrow* Scar: Mufasa is dead... and Simba too. *pauses* A tragic accident. Simba is responsible. *thePridelands fall into stunned silence*

(2 weeks later and my mate laying next to me and we can't find food or water cause of scar)

*Scar screeches* Scar: "ATTACK! NOW!" *Jackals yawn* "Nah."