"Ugh, that IS pretty hungry, Timon!" the warthog replied as he started to trot towards the manor. He couldn't wait for a break. The warthog really didn't like the weird rock covered ground this place had. It was hard on the hoofs. Taking a load off would be nice.

"So what do you think they'll have to eat?" the warthog asked to no one in particular.

"I hope they'll have bugs... some nice slimy ones!" he said, the mere thought of a nice, slimy grub made his stomach growl. "Oooo I can just taste them!"