There was one thing worse than getting soaked by cold rain and falling face flat into the mud, and that was getting soaked by cold rain and fall face flat into the mud without accomplishing anything at all, considering the night had so delightfully ended before Scar could even so much as decide on a direction once both he and Murphy had finished the infuriating task of climbing over the wall.

In other words, tonight had been an unnecessarily irritating endeavor. Not that Scar could have expected anything more in this dreadful place, but he still couldn't help but to feel irritated as he awoke back in his room and the day once more reverted in an all too familiar routine. The chatty nurse did not help. She never did.

"Now why don't you keep Mr. Fox some company?" suggested the woman in question after supplying him with the pathetic excuse for food they served here. Scar had to resist rolling his eyes as he followed the woman to some individual he had never seen before.

"He's new, so be nice."

The emphasis on the last word did not quite escape the former lion's notice, and neither did the fact that the infuriating woman chose to linger until Scar had at least said hello.

"Well, good morning." The tone of Scar's greeting more or less conveyed every amount of enthusiasm he felt, but at least the female seemed satisfied enough with his effort to leave.

A new person, hmm? Oh yes, just what he needed this morning. Hopefully, this individual would be remotely worth the effort...