The New Lion King
Eleven years ago.
"Father! Father!!" A young boy's voice echoes along the riverbank.
Draven drops his fishing rod and rushes down the riverbank with a concerned expression. "Arthur? Where are you?"
"Here!" Young Arthur's voice rings out again, and Draven follows it, finding an unusual scene.
Arthur, just over a meter tall and looking like a four-year-old, despite being three yet, is still a little, innocent child with chubby cheeks and cute tiny fingers.
Despite this, the same child is now standing in front of a snake over two meters long. The creature has half of its body upright, its mouth open wide to show sharp fangs to Arthur.
But he doesn't move; there's no fear on his face, only curiosity. "Look," he points to a small bush beside him, and as Draven glances in that direction, he sees the grass rustling and a tiny tail poking out.