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“Well, well. What do we have here. I’ve caught a little pridelander outside of their lands.”

“W-wait, Zira! It’s not what you think!”

“Hmm, a spy perhaps? Or an innocent little gem that got lost?”

“Neither, I swear! Me and my mate, we’re leaving the pridelands…! For good! We hold no loyalty there!” the lioness pleaded.

Zira scowled, “Loyalty…. You have no concept of what that word means. Yet you throw it around so carelessly. That murderer on the throne killed Scar, and you all just let him take over command like the whipped little cubs you are.”

“No, we…!”

“SILENCE.” The claws pressed into the lionesses neck flexed, ”No one is allowed to leave the pridelands as long as we’re here. You will ALL suffer for what you’ve done, there is no leaving for the likes of you!”

“We’ll go ba-“

“There is no going back. You had your chance… Kovu! Come see what we do to those who forget just where their ‘loyalties’ lie.”

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Very random image spawned from a dream I had last night. Really weird as inspirations go, but I've been wanted to draw Zira for a while simply because of her weird head shape. Anyway, enjoy, comment, and all that.

Edit: Forgot to mention, the termite mounds are editted from screen shots, I did NOT draw them! Just manipulated them into the image and minorly editted them.