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"... and I'm going to rule it all. Heh heh," you conclude as you turn back to look at Scar, having moved over to the edge of the rock as you were boasting. The lion remains almost unmoved, his back hunched over, looking relatively moody. "Yes. Well... forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know." He then flops down onto his side, his back to you.
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