"Mom... I don't like this idea."

"Well, don't you dare mess it up for me young lady," Zira hissed, "or I will gut you."

Raziya nodded quickly. "Yes mother."

Zira grinned. "Good." She turned to the looming shadow of Pride Rock. "Now we will have our revenge my dear Scar." 

The wind howled in response.

"And it's gonna be glorious."