The red-maned lion scowled at the landscape. Soon this would be his kingdom, and yet, he felt angry at it. Disappointed. It was pitiful the way everyone frolicked about, pretending that they were friends, only to end up on the other dinner plate the next day. He hated it. He didn't want to become a soft king, like his father Kovu and grandfather Simba. It made him sick. Instead, he silently swore to abolish the lie 'circle of life' pity. Instead, it would be 'circle of war'. Hello! This is my loin OC, and I plan on making a little story arc on him and his uncle Kopa :)
