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"Shouldn't you?" you ask, turning the question back upon Scar. He laughs softly, then leans his head down to your level so he can talk more comfortably. "I am allowed to be, little nephew, while I distinctly remember your mother saying that you were not to leave Pride Rock." Smiling gently, he suggests in a whisper, "Perhaps you should run on up to the den before she finds you missing. You wouldn't want to worry her, now, would you?"
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