Weeks passed, and Tojo grew into a very handsome young cub. Simba and the rest, of course, were older than he by about three weeks, so they were naturally larger and stronger than the younger cub. In fact, they mostly kept to themselves and only included Tojo when they knew he had no one else to be with. It wasn't anything personal, really it was only that Tojo sort of weirded them out. His eyes were bluer than Nala's, or any other lionesses, and no male lions had blue eyes. The adults tried to keep Tojo company, but usually they were so caught up in adult things that they didn't make the best company for a growing cub. So, the poor cub was his only friend...well, at least, except for Scar. Scar at least TALKED to him, but he never wanted to play or even talk for very long usually Scar just let Tojo hang around, allowed the cub to show off, and sometimes bring him gifts.
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