-Tsk. Tsk. My dear didn't your mother teach you any manners?- Scar inquired as he gazed at the small form of Mana infront of him. Feeling a wave of shame wash over her Mana stayed silent too afraid to speak.
Seeing as he wasn't going to get a response from his cub Scar gave a slight chuckle in amusement. - Your blood may hold royalty in it, but you are not worthy of it.- Mana's head lowered to the ground and her ears fell flat at her father statement. Leaning down Scar lowered his head and nuzzled Mana -Had you been a son I would have loved you, but instead you are just a disappointment-
Lifting his head from Mana and slowly turning away Scar started to head out of the cave and out of sight. The intense glare and the weight of her father's words rooted Mana in her spot. The cave suddenly felt a lot more colder and lonely then it did before...