Scar

Scar was hungry. Starving actually. He hadn't had a descent meal in a very long time. The lionesses did not care for old Scar thus didn't give him much from the kill. It was annoying and frustrating and his brother, frankly didn't give a damn. So, when he heard the pattering of the rodent that lived in his home her licked his chops and grinned evilly. He snatched up the small creature in an instant. It wasn't much but small food is better than no food at all.

"We meet again, my little snack." He grumbled. "Oh and look, you've gotten fatter" He said opening his mouth ready to eat... until someone interrupted him.

"What could you possibly need?" he growled.

"Well, aren't you brave?" He glanced over at the person behind him. "What do you want?"

"Who are you?" the dark lion sneered.