(you're mufasa! <3) The young lion cub sat perfectly still, his fur getting wet as his mother, uru groomed him with her tongue. Like all cub's, scar was getting a bit impatient. He wanted to run around and play, not sit still. "Eh.. mom.. Can't you give me a break? Why can't mufasa go first?" He whined, his ears flattening against his head