It has been a while since Scar had given the news about Mufasa's death. Simba had run off. And will never return. The lands are terrible. No food for miles, little water. And Scar rules over the lions and hyenas with an iron paw. How will the lions learn to survive? Can they continue enduring life in these conditions during Scars reign..? Kovu woke up early in the morning. The sun had hardly even risen, painting the sky a yellow-red color. Yawning, the little cub snuck away from the warmth of his mother's stomach and towards the platform that held Scar's sleeping figure. His tail twitched happily. He had grown close over the past few moons. Scar was even treating him as if he were his son, showing him the lands. Kovu hadn't figured it out yet, but Scar was going to have him be the next ruler. Amira stirred in her sleep a little when she felt the sleeping figure of her son, Kovu, leave her. She opened an eye and watched the young cub tip toe around the bodies and to scar. She smirked a little, watching how eager he was with the smile on his face. She wad proud of her boy, and she would do all she can to ensure he has a great future ahead of him. Amira stirred a little, turning to lay on her other side so her good ear was in the air and alert. Amira closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep again. Sharlila had woken up a little earlier than Kovu that day. She walked out on Pride Rock and looked at the lands with sadness in her eyes. The land was dead. She had hoped it would get better with time, but it hadn't. In fact, she often thought it was getting worse. She let out a sigh before she started down the steps and onto the dirt ground. She wanted to get a head start on hunting. Hopefully she could find something so the hyenas wouldn't pester her about not bringing back any food. The shy female began jogging off towards what use to be hunting grounds. Azra was laying next to her mother's sleeping figure when she had Felt a tiny paw step on her tail. It didn't hurt her but that didn't stop her from growling dangerously at Kovu. Having ben rudely awoken from her sleep, Azra pushed herself into a sitting position and let out a long yawn. She glanced over to her sisters, who also slept near Zira. She twitched her ear slightly, then stood and padded out the cave. She had no real plans for the day other than hunting, but she wanted to do that later. She walked towards the edge of Pride Rock and sat down, looking out over the dark land.