And somewhere in that distance, there is a tree, one of the few in the world. It has a beautiful view of Pride Rock and, really, quite a bit of the Pride Lands. And perched on that tree is a small bird with a blue headband, sitting happily eating a worm. If he weren't a bird he'd probably be so grossed out by it. But, as a crow? Nope.

This, he thought. This is what it's like to be free and not worry about cops! Or authorities, or bein' hungry all the time...

He let out a little caw as he thought of his friends. No - his nakama. They'd separated a while back. Would they want to be with him? He didn't know. He missed them, but after what happened...and then the Darkness came. He really did have nothing. Just his freedom, and this crow form, here.

But, he could forget, right? Besides, he knew no one would come looking for him. No one even knew he was here.