Fair is Foul and Foul is Fair

(Closed to myself and Zira, date is the 2nd of March.)

To be honest, Clarice wasn't exactly interested in keeping with news in the War, she had better things to do, like getting others to do work for her, instead of doing it herself. So it was quite interesting and surprising to the pudgy female when she had heard whispers and comments about new things going in the Pridelands, other than the recovery of the army after the attack of the Human Villains. She heard the news when she left the Outlands and came back into her army's camp to get some food. Well, Clarice overheard it during her flights. First off, there was Kula, the giant red lioness who had simply waltzed inside the Pridelands, no questions asked or even raised by her appearance in the camp and was apparently planning a revolution of some sorts. Then there was Kion and his mother, Nala. Simba's sheltered only son and heir to the throne, whom most of the army probably didn't know he even existed came out to the army for the first time. His mother however, she was a different case altogether. Apparently Nala went bat-shit insane for a bit and killed one of those small spotted creatures that seemed to be running around everywhere in the War. For some reason, she was allowed to walk around freely around others after the incident, instead of being punished for her crime, like one would expect to happen.

That is not right, just because she is the mother of a Prince and the Wife of a King does not mean she should be allowed to walk freely around others after it. That is not how it works. The vulture mused to herself as she flew over the border that separated the Pridelands and the Outlands. In her talons, Clarice held a piece of rotting meat, that she had found, instead of tricking a male vulture out of it. Although she wasn't ordered with getting new information from the Pridelands, the pudgy female felt that she should tell the tan lioness, after all, it was better a few days late then never. As she approached the ruling monarch's den, she opened up her claws and dropped the hunk of meat on the ground, it landed with a small thud. Although she didn't want to leave her food alone, Clarice also didn't want Zira to use it as leverage on the vulture. Oh, what is a girl to do? Green eyes stared longingly at the food on the ground, wishing she didn't do that, but she couldn't undo what was already done. With a sigh, she pulled her eyes away from the meat as she neared the den. Silently, she flew in with a soundless gulp, fear had started to build up in the female, however, she had to get over it if she was ever going to deliver the news to the lioness. Oh, just do it and get it over with already! The small voice in the back of her head spoke.   

It wasn't hard to spot the tan lioness in the cave. "Queen Zira?" She paused, silently, Clarice flew closer towards the female . "I have news from the Pridelands." Another pause. "A lioness called Kula has started to plan a revolution of some sorts within the Pridelands. Kion, Simba's heir and son has finally seen the army and after Nala murdered a spotted creature is allowed to walk around freely." As she spoke, Clarice continued to flap her wings, she didn't want to land and accidentally sit on someone's tail. Silently, she awaited the Queen's answer and reaction to the news.       

Zira had a bone between her jaws when Clarice approached. She was chewing on the rib bone in a rather inlady-like manner. Her ear flicked to the side when she heard her majordomo land rather roughly on the floor of the cave. The flicker of firelight let Zira see a clear picture of the golden bird before her. Despite being fat and manipulative, Clarice had proven she was worth a hell of a lot to them. Her words intrigued the female.

“New from the pridelands?” She hissed, pushing the bone from between her jaws, “Well go on then.”

"A lioness called Kula has started to plan a revolution of some sorts within the Pridelands. “ Kula? Mufasa’s daughter? How interesting. She paused and listened to the rest.

“KION?” Her voice hit the air like a shotgun shell. “Who is this HEIR?” Simba had another child?! Another cub besides Kiara!? Zira rubbed the bridge of her nose. “I could care less about Nala,” she barked, “But this new child intrigues me. What of him? Tell me…more…”

(OOC post: Umm Zira, the date of the thread is the 2nd of March, sorry about not making it more clear in my first post, I just assumed you knew because Kula and the Mbala Pride arrive nine days later if the date was the 2nd of Feb. Once again, sorry for not making it clear ^^

“KION?”

Oh dear, Clarice thought to herself as a shiver of fear ran down her spine. It was pretty obvious that this was the news Zira didn't exactly wanted or liked to hear, as evidenced by the way the said the Prince's name. No, she didn't say it like how it would've been normally said in a conversation, oh no, the tan lioness practically yelled it out in shock and surprise at the very mention of the name. The situation was kind of ironic in a way, it should've been Simba, his generals, the higher up soliders and his various family members reacting this way if and when they found out about the two newest additions to the Outlands' Royal Family. But of course it had to be the other way around for some unknown reason that only the universe or whatever reigning deities ruled over it knew of. As she awaited to what the Queen would say next, the pudgy female landed and took a few steps back. She certainly didn't plan or want to end up on the bad side of Zira's claws today.  

“Who is this HEIR? I could care less about Nala, but this new child intrigues me. What of him? Tell me…more…”

Eager to give the lioness what she wanted and to not anger her, Clarice swiftly answered her questions. "So far, he and his cousins have been playing around the Pridelands. Oh yes, that reminds me, there have been a few occasional whispers and rumors, about some... Children, cubs in the Pridelands that bear some resemblance to...the King. And his eldest son." She decided to refrain herself from mentioning Nuka's name around her. It wasn't exactly a "touchy" problem when it came to him, but more rather resentment or intolerance. The news was also the reason why the vulture had taken some steps back away from Zira. Who or what knew what her reaction to the news would be? Whatever her reaction was, it was definitely not going to be good. Not in the slightest, that was for sure.