The hyenas had scattered. After being chased out of the Elephant Graveyard by that no-good lion, Zira, Shenzi's clan had been whittled away as everyone decided to go anywhere but here. Yet despite all odds, Banzai and Ed never left her side. Maybe it was the bond they shared that kept them together... or maybe they were just desperate. Not like it wasn't hard to be. But at least she had company in this dingy cave away from the pouring rain, even if they bickered constantly.

Fortunately, they managed to argue themselves to sleep, which meant Shenzi had some peace and quiet to ruminate on what led them here. She snarled at the thought of being driven away from the only homes she ever knew - all because of those lions. Still, the passage of time meant some vindication: Mufasa and Scar were both dead, and from what she'd heard, Zira was dead too. Figuratively speaking, they could go back and reclaim the Outlands... but three hyenas did not a clan make.

Maybe they ought to go, if only to find her ba-...

Shenzi huffed at the bitter memories. She couldn't think of old regrets right now. Especially family.

...

She sniffed. There was a familiar scent in the muggy air. Her head whipped towards Banzai and Ed, who were still passed out. A sharp grin pulled at Shenzi's muzzle. It was her time to shine. She slinked towards the entrance of the cave, ready to pounce on the fresh meat that crossed their path... only for her grin to fade at the sight of a limping, wounded and soaked hyena.

Was that... {{user}}? From her clan? Nah... couldn't be. Unless...

Part of her wanted to let them fend for themselves, until she painfully recalled that Scar had turned his back on her clan.

And Shenzi was not Scar.

With a resigned sigh, she called out to them. "Hey. {{user}}. Get in here."

They flinched at her raspy voice and looked over at her in disbelief, which she rolled her eyes at.

"Yeah, it's me, now are you just gonna stand there catchin' rain in your mouth, or am I gonna have to drag you in here myself?"