The Lion Guard: Simba's Presentation

Author's Note: This is a flashback to Simba's presentation.
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It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.
Ahadi and Mufasa were settled down outside the den.
Uru, Sarabi, and Shari were settled down behind them.
Simba was nestled in Sarabi’s paws.
"Where's Scar?" Sarabi asked.
Uru sighed.
"He's on a hunt, he was supposed to be back by now." she said irritably.
Sarabi bent her head to nuzzle Simba's cheek
Zazu flew up, and settled beside Mufasa.
He bowed respectfully.
"Rafiki's right behind me." Zazu said.
Ahadi glanced behind him.
"Is everyone ready?" he asked.
Sarabi glanced behind her at her sisters, and the assembled lionesses, and nodded.
Rafiki climbed up to the Peak, and embraced Ahadi.
"I am very pleased to see you." Rafiki said.
"I'm so glad you could be here." Ahadi said.
Rafiki's expression brightened as he caught sight of Mufasa.
"Hello, Mufasa." he said warmly.
"Hello, Rafiki." Mufasa answered.
Mufasa stood up, and padded over to join Sarabi.
He nuzzled her cheek affectionally, and knelt to examine his son.
Sarabi rasped her tongue over Simba's ear.
Simba stirred, and shifted in Sarabi's paws.
Ahadi cleared his throat.
"Today, we mark the presentation of my grandson, Simba." Ahadi said proudly.
Rafiki moved to stand beside Sarabi, and knelt to examine Simba.
"He is a fine cub, Sarabi." Rafiki said gently.
"Thank you, Rafiki." Sarabi whispered.
She watched Rafiki anoint Simba, and lift him to to settle on his shoulder.
She and Mufasa exchanged an affectionate glance as Rafiki made his way to the Peak.
Rafiki raised Simba up, and the lionesses, and the animals gathered below cheered.
"Father, I wish Grandfather could witness this." Mufasa said.
"He is, Mufasa." Ahadi said gently.
From behind them, Uru sighed.
"I wish Scar could witness this." Uru said.
Sarabi pressed her muzzle against Uru's cheek.
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The next morning, Mufasa and Scar met up at the Water Hole.
"Your presence was missed at Simba's presentation yesterday. Mother was rather irritated." Mufasa said.
"I'm afraid I had other matters that required my attention." Scar responded.
"The presentation of your nephew should've been one of them." Mufasa growled.
"I don't think it mattered much to the little hairball." Scar said.
"That hairball is my son, and your future king." Mufasa snapped.
"Doesn't Father have need for you?" Scar asked.
Mufasa sighed.
He turned, and padded off.
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