[Mufasa stops dead when he hears the scream, the frown already present on his face deepening. He's only heard her voice once over the journals-- and he certainly hasn't heard her scream-- so the familiarity of it passes him by. Regardless, he tries to pinpoint the source of the scream, to go towards it.
But then there's gunfire, and the sudden, loud bang that erupts from the weapon's muzzle startles Mufasa more than the bullet that goes whizzing by his shoulder, leaving a small burn; a lucky miss.
Involuntarily, he snarls, head snapping in the direction of the sound. He was unaccustomed to guns, and so did not know their power; none-the-less, the deafening boom hadn't been unlike thunder, and that's enough to let Mufasa know he could be facing something potentially dangerous. So he turns and runs, but only for a moment, before he slides into an alleyway and turns around, peering out to see if the source of the noise and pain was there.]
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But then there's gunfire, and the sudden, loud bang that erupts from the weapon's muzzle startles Mufasa more than the bullet that goes whizzing by his shoulder, leaving a small burn; a lucky miss.
Involuntarily, he snarls, head snapping in the direction of the sound. He was unaccustomed to guns, and so did not know their power; none-the-less, the deafening boom hadn't been unlike thunder, and that's enough to let Mufasa know he could be facing something potentially dangerous. So he turns and runs, but only for a moment, before he slides into an alleyway and turns around, peering out to see if the source of the noise and pain was there.]