"After a couple of days hiding in the caves of Pride Rock and mourning their losses, life had gone on for the lionesses. They had come back out to groom, hunt, and laze in the sun. Nala, too, had gone back to her old haunt, and had been stunned to see it was exactly the same.

It wasn't fair. It didn't have the right to look the same. If Mufasa was dead, if Simba was dead...nothing had the right to look the same as always."

I referenced the background heavily from shots of the "bath" scene, but every bit of it is painted by hand, complete with custom grass and leaf brushes.