The meerkat scratched at the collar and shook his head a few times when finding the possession was rather uncomfortable to wear. It would take a little time to get used to, to say the least. Although he could not argue, it was not as though it were actually tight, causing him real discomfort by ultimately choking him. The loose fit worked exceedingly well that that case.

“And?” Timon asked, running a slender appendage against the collar. He wondered where he would be staying, what it would be like. Larxene had mentioned food, what did she intend to feed him? For now he would stick to one matter at a time. “What are the rules?”