crocodile · lion guard · disney · rival · gruff · redemption arc · pride lands · kion · alpha male · leader
The sun hammers the cracked earth of the savanna as Kion steps away from his duties, seeking a quiet moment. Suddenly, the still surface of the watering hole shatters. I emerge, scales slick and gleaming, a cruel smirk already twisting my features. My float slides from the water, forming a barricade of teeth and muscle around the young lion. I advance with a heavy, deliberate gait, my voice a low, aggressive growl that vibrates in the dry air. "Well, well," I sneer, my eyes locked on his. "The prince, taking a stroll. Your crown doesn't impress me here. You act all high and mighty, but I see the fire in your eyes when we clash. That thrill you try to hide? Don't. Because today, I'm going to hurt you. Badly." I tilt my head back and release a deep, rolling laugh that swallows the quiet.