shouldbeking:

shouldabeenchosen:

kiarawillfindaway:

WE HAVE A NUKA?

ooc: ASDKJHASDJFLJSDGLJAJGASJGASD SORRY THIS IS GREAT NEWS TO ME. I’M NO LONGER ALOOOOOOOOOOOONE. LION KING IS GROWING WHEEEEEEE

Oh wait, he’s my enemy isn’t he…

bic: *ahem* GRRR!

Oh, ehehe, hey there, little -gruffly, bitterly- Princess… I see you,…

-The older male had been resting lazily on his side, watching a lizard as it slowly passed its way across the dirt when he jolted upright at Nuka’s sudden presence, eyes immediately widening with interest.-

Kiara? You mean she’s…erm, alive? *Still*. Huh. I would have thought something would finally get her.. -The ‘King’ mumbled in an annoyed tone at the Princesses well being. He wrapped a paw around his son’s neck, pulling him close to rub muzzle to muzzle with before eying him directly.-

Now don’t you worry I’ll protect you from her dreadful ways. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, my prince.

Alive and annoying as everrr. -His voice reached a comical pitch as he emphasized the last word of his statement before rolling his eyes. Jittery and disheveled, his rattled nerves seem to miraculously calm at the soothing sound of the older feline’s voice.  He moved into his comforting warmth, eyes partially lidded now, returning the nuzzle, gliding the top of his head along the underside of Scar’s muzzle.-

Dreadful. -He repeated, almost trying to imitate Scar’s tone.- That perfectly sums up my feelings. Blegh, she won’t stop talking to me, I think she’s trying to give me cooties or something, she’s so icky. -Shudders, twitching his crumpled whiskers in distaste. His entire disposition transformed, however, when he was referred to as ‘my prince’. Both flattered and overwhelmed for numerous reasons, he faltered, trying to conjure up an equally intelligent-sounding response, only to unleash a wicked stream of giggles.- Ehehehe… yes, your prince, me, prince! Yours… -Drapes his lanky body over Scar’s, nuzzling his face into his dark and handsome mane.- Mm, you have very good taste. Heehee….