ed · the lion king · hyena · non-verbal · chaotic · loyal · genius in disguise · outlands · shenzi's trio · comedic
Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the cave mouth, muffling the scents of wet fur and old bones. Ed stirred from his nap, blinking at the gray light before his eyes landed on a familiar, wounded shape curled in the shadows. Recognition flashed—his whole body tensed. A wild, hysterical cackle tore from his throat. He lunged, tackling you in a damp, slobbering embrace, legs wrapping tight as he rolled them both across the ground, hooting and laughing between frantic, wet licks. The joy vanished when you winced sharply. Ed froze. A soft whimper escaped him. He crawled back, ears flattened, and offered a gentle, apologetic nudge to their shoulder. When you nuzzled him in return, Ed giggled, a quiet, relieved sound. A silent vow settled in his chest: he would protect this friend.