The Sullen Brute

(October 15. Around dawn. Open to mostly lions/animals, or people that knew Sabini, Babu, and Boga. Also, if anyone actually knew where the location of his sister and mother was, that could help him out. He's too dumb to figure it out. xD)

The hue of blood soaked into the horizon, lightly pigmented with magenta and rich violet. Shadows draped across the broad back of a lone lion among acacia trees, his head dipped allowing his elongated fur to curtain it. Babu was the male alone in the Pridelands which was oddly desolate in the spot he was at. His size rivaled even the eldest of males due to the genes he possessed, and right now his mood was duller than usual. His behavior seemed strange even for him, muscles twitched as if ready to explode at any minute, however his expression remained hidden. Hooked claws snatched angrily at the soil below, the area around him already was destroyed from his frequent fidgeting. Warm breath escaped his gaped muzzle which made his forelock quiver as if blown by wind. The crimson sky blanketed him in gloom which allowed him body to contrast against the washed province.

A single eye shown from beneath the tapestry of dim russet fur, vibrant honey hued eyes shining brilliant against the dull hues. It has been a few weeks since Sabini and Boga have been missing, and he has no clue where they went. Chest heaved with each effort to quell his terrible anger, he searched the area they were last at but the scents were completely foreign to him and he’s always been a terrible tracker. Eyes closed to conceal his pulsating iris, wrinkles in his features causing his teeth to be exposed. If only he knew where they were, he could go find them. Babu was too dense to think about their location, he was unable to do rational thinking either. He ran in sheer instinct, and wasn’t too smart, however he was strong and could pretty much overpower anything he fought with his relentless and unpredictable moves. Apparently he would be a prized mate for females due to his physique and bizarre genes, such as being an Asiatic lion, but he only likes pale lioness. They remind him of his sister and mother so he is very picky when it comes to anything he likes, and he especially loathes males.

Tail lashed violently, stirring dust that cloaked him in a thin layer, adding to the growing filth upon his pelt. Low grumbles vibrated his throat as he imagined who could have stolen the only precious things in his life; he didn’t even know who his father is. Sadness wasn’t part of his list of things he felt, however for once in his life he felt like crumpling to the terrain in depression. No leads, if only someone knew even a little bit on his mother and sister’s location, and then he could go get them. Paws slid to allow his ribcage to collide with the ground, his chin now resting upon his limbs. Now his massive mane fully concealed his face once more. Eyes idly stared from behind the curtain, attempting to be vigilant to any wondering animal. Ears flicked briefly, he felt like someone was there.

(OOC: Sorry for the belated reply ;-

Afu Almazi, on the other paw, couldn't be happier. Kula was finally out of the way.

Kula. Afu scowled. What a pain the ass. Who did Kula think she was, anyway? Always preaching about equality and justice when she herself spready nasty rumors about Simba! Evidently, Kula believed she'd make a better ruler than her brother. Well, too bad. Simba's the rightful king. Chumvi and Kula may be Mufasa's, but they were extra baggage as far as Afu was concerned. Especially Kula. Chumvi was annoying, but Kula was just...ugh. Afu hated her. Kula always asked too many questions, denounced traditional ways, disrespected authority, and always had to be the center of attention. Only boys can do those things! Lions make the rules. Lionesses were created to serve their king. That's how it's always been, and that's how it always will be. What's not to understand? Afu was content being a second-class Pridelander, but Kula wanted more. Greedy bitch.

But it was pointless to dwell on that. Kula got what she deserved, and Afu may never see her again. Regarding the other lionesses, it can't be helped. Afu wouldn't go out of her way to help them. Why should their stupidity be her problem? She had more important things to worry about. Like proving to Simba she'd make a better queen than Crazy Nala.

For now, Afu would have some fun at Babu's expense. "Babu?" Sabini's bastard son looked as if he'd seen better days. Probably butthurt his mother and sister were among the captured lionesses. "Why so melancholy?" she jeered. "You should be rejoicing. There's plenty of food to go around now that we downsized. Best of all, your mom can't embarrass you anymore."

Tojo sighed as he finally stepped into the pride lands main ground." Wonderful.. maybe I can get a hold of Simba I know this whole war has gotten out of hand but surely he won't turn down a friend who needs a place to stay right.." he said before sighing" Oh yes Tojo talk to yourself that always makes you look good." He muttered as he moved through the grass lands unaware of the lion or lioness not too far off from his destination but the smell of other creatures caught his attention of course it was nothing new.

He frowned a little as he stopped in the middle of the grass." I just hope he doesn't think I'm a part of Scar's team." He muttered softly to himself.

Simba's feelings were heavily mixed. Sure, Kula was his rival, she wanted his throne, his power, his legacy, the lioness threatened his very essence. She refused to cooperate and had been part of the reason his army and generals had grown to distrust him. The feline only brought headaches, irritation, and doubt. He saw no reason he should allow himself to feel sorrow for her, but... She was still his sister, his kin. And she was a part of the pride. Father, Mufasa... He had always seemed to put the pride first, every lion and lioness was like a brother and sister to him. Perhaps the war had made him weak, maybe it made him strong, either way, the golden-furred-feline couldn't help but feel at least the slightest bit of concern for the dark-furred female, even if she was a damned pain.

And it wasn't just Kula he feared for, but every lioness who had gone missing. Sure, the king had his suspicions that Kula had finally broken free of his rule, deciding to start her own pride or army or something of the sort, but it just didn't add up. If that had been the case, more animals than lionesses would have vanished. Also, other lions, like the large dark-furred male in the distance, would have joined his testy sister. He was sure that neither Sabini nor Boga would have left Babu behind. And he doubted that the two females would so readily leave the pride, either. Of course, he could never be too sure.

Sighing, Simba, despite not being in one of the best moods, brought himself to join Babu and Afu. He was sure that the least he would be able to do would be to offer the male his condolences.

"Why so melancholy? You should be rejoicing. There's plenty of food to go around now that we downsized. Best of all, your mom can't embarrass you anymore.[/i]

Narrowed crimson orbs snapped to glare at the tan-furred female. "Hush, Afu, such disrespectful words should never be spoken of your fellow comrades," He growled, voice hard as he glared at her, "Nothing is pleasant about this tragedy." With a small huff, he turned to the sullen male before himself, offering a small bow to Babu. Gaze softening, he sat, guilt pooling within himself. He couldn't help but feel remorse for the dark-furred lion.

"I apologize for her unwise words, Babu," Simba said, voice softer now, "I am doing everything in my power to safely locate and retrieve the lionesses."

(I'm going off the fact that Simba doesn't know what exactly happened to the lionesses, I hope that I'm not incorrect in that fact o.o')

As Tojo walked the voices grew louder and one seeming slightly familiar. He knew if he was spotted he'd be considered a dangerous opponent at least he might be.

Tojo was rather nervous" maybe he'll recognize me.." He said before sighing." I need to try.." He stated as he stepped out seeing a dark lion, a lioness and another lion who looked very familiar too." Simba..?" He said softly as he stepped forward. How would his old cub hood friend react to seeing him again.

About time he showed up, Mega thought to himself as he wheeled over to stand next to Tojo, trying not to shoot a death glare at Afu and keep his mouth shut. "You have a plan, don't you Simba?" he asked, turning to look at the king, eyes hopeful. He was desperate to get Sabini and Boga back.