#RP II SHERE KHAN

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"I didn't know mongoose was back on the menu."

It had been years since their House of Mouse days and the reunion at the photo op. The tiger lounges, looking both amused and bored at the same time, still towering Timon in his position.

"Still loafing around with the warthog?"

@musemelodies

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The tiger is tempted to forgive the sprite for her disturbance of his next meal, but instead decides to let her explain herself, his tail swaying back and forth in mild annoyance where he sits before her.

As the woman explains herself, Shere Khan comes to the realization she's part of the cycle of seasons, bringing about spring and the effects of it. There is a moment of respect regarding this, as the tiger preferred the warmer seasons than the winter, even when a fresh snowfall had it's refreshing perks.

A long sigh draws out. Shere Khan let's his shoulders slouch, yellow eyes no longer holding annoyance to the sprite. Instead the tiger rolls his eyes, letting out a snort, silently accepting her apology.

"I see. I've never met a creature of spring before. I had assumed your kind were far more crafty than to be noticed by someone such as myself."

His tone shifts and his disgruntled muzzle is turned into an amused smirk, ready to get something out of this opportunity.

"Now then. How will you make this up? It is rude to endanger the eating habits of all the creatures of the forest, wouldn't you agree? I certainly couldn't take my hunger out on you. Imagine what the beasts of the jungle would say if I, Shere Khan, decided to make a sprite my meal?" Not that he actually cared what the jungle wildlife thought of him in that regard. "Go on. Tell me. I'm enlightened to know how you will fix this, my dear."

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The awkwardness she was referring to was to be seen as in her humanoid form by a tiger. She was ready to change in a more suitable form, maybe a tiger as well? And this one was so majestic! She wanted to talk to him, know what happened during the year and...

"... eh?"

Oh... his prey had escaped because of her while she was passing through the jungle to do her job. But the "nuisance of nature" made her hair twitch.

"I was passing through to renew the land, like every year... My bad. I was focused on my task and ignored the surroundings"

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The days of dealing with pirates of all nature were starting to grow exhausting for the businessman. Don Karnage was starting to wear out the "contract" they had and the tiger is spreading his claws out to other waters in hopes to find better, more suitable thieves to do the work. It was always smarter to get someone else's hands dirty than his own.

Yet Khan didn't think the first candidate would be this blatant. The files on the centipede arrives and each piece of paper of information hardly impresses the tiger.

"Now," He reads over the name of the character firmly, "Mr. Archie Centipede. Tell me. Why should I consider hiring you in replacing my current 'paperless' employee?"

@indomitablespirits

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"Were those 'boops' necessary?" A last minute reaction but it was better to be late than never arrive to the conversation.

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Now this is unexpected. Khan had not shared the company of the infamous Big Bad Wolf in sometime. Their House of Mouse days were numbered and that was the last he had seen of the gluttonous actor. Word on the street was Zeke Wolf was back in the studios taking up his old mantle with the Mickey Mouse and the gang of other goody-goody mischiefs that called themselves the rodent’s friends. The tiger billionaire had no interest in the entertainment industry no matter how his large his reputation or fanbase. 

It seemed for the wolf standing in front of him did not share the same sentiment. Khan couldn’t judge or dismiss the choice either. Acting had it’s perks and advantages. Khan himself was still getting residual checks from the animation studio for from all the years. He hadn’t cared for all the silly merchandise they sent and offered. He still had no clue what a Funko was.

Clearing his throat, the towering tiger gives the wolf a short nod, a respectable grin on his large muzzle.

“It’s been awhile, Big Bad.” The tiger had no clue what Big Bad was doing in his role with the mouse. “I don’t keep up with today’s newest sketches. Are you still in the hunt for swine?”

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