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out; My main muse has been taking up my time as of late, and I've been losing my Simba muse more and more. So, until further notice this blog is on an indefinite hiatus in case I decide to pick Simba up again!

I apologize if this is an inconvieniance for anyone ;;

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The beast's expression was quick to change to a look of surprise upon hearing his human friend's name. Burgundy optics widened as his posture quickly relaxed, a smile stretching across his face. The newly appointed King bounded from side to side in excitement for a moment until he was able to keep it under control once more.

"Sora?" The amount of fondness tied in with the name was clear in his voice, tail swishing to and fro. "You know Sora? He's my friend, too!     Though, I haven't seen him since he helped me defeat my Uncle's ghost a while ago." However his mood was quick to sober as he realized how little information he was giving to the teenager who stood before him.

"Other than that, I don't really know where Sora went afterwards, but sometimes he visits us from time to time.      But it's nice to meet you, Riku. I'm Simba."

“You…could say that, yeah.” His sentence had come out in intervals, too entranced by the fact that a living, breathing lion was talking to him — in the same tongue as his own. And while a seasoned world-traveller like Riku should have been used to whole idea of talking animals and the like, the idea still surprised him from time to time, and had managed to trip him up in a couple of instances; such as this one, perhaps. With a dismissive shake of his head, the silverette was apt to stand still and not advance further so as not to disturb the hunching beast.

“My name’s Riku. And…I’m looking for a friend. His name is Sora — have you seen someone like that around lately?”

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The sight of one of the strangers only caused Simba's curiosity to pique further. This one    he was simply bones. Could he perhaps be one of the many 'Heartless' that Sora helped rid the Pride Lands of before? Never before had he seen a walking corpse before. However, despite the other's slightly gruesome appearance, he seemed to oppose no danger to the feline. 

"'Jack'?" He repeated after a moment, a brow raising upwards. "I'm Simba. But, what are you exactly? You look like a skeleton, but ..." A curt nod was directed towards his being.

Jack had only heard tell of the Pride Lands from those that had visited, it would seem that he had now found himself here on one of his scaring nights. Not only that but he was faced with a mighty resident of this land. He hoped his appearance wouldn’t panic the beast so merely he stood his ground and answered calmly and cheerfully.

“Why yes indeed, You could say I am a traveller. The name is Jack, what might I call you?”

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"Some new faces in the Pride Lands I see."

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   Can't see the stars tonight ...

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"There are these things humans have called, 'boats'. I think if we can manage to sneak on without being seen, then we can get back to the Pride Lands no problem!"

“Yeah! Anything to get to the Pride Lands! How do we get there?”

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"Of course! It's far away from here, though. Are you okay with that?"

“Really?! Yeah! Can we go now?”

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There sure are a lot of people around ...

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"... You know what? How about I do take you to the Pride Lands?"

“Well…uh, dogs!”

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“and we’ll always be together, right?”

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"    A gang of what, exactly? "

“Yeah! I live down by the docks with the gang!”

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"You ... don't have any parents? What about a home or a place to stay?"

“Parents? Huh? No—not me! I don’t have any.”