"I'm sick of all this walking," Timon panted, hunched over pathetically. He squinted up accusingly at the blazing sun overhead and then at the smoldering distance, gazing dreadfully at the endless rolling dunes.

"Well, we'd get there quicker if you picked up your feet," Shenzi clipped, sitting down.

"I have short legs!" Timon griped, lifting up a foot. "So, ex-cuse me!"

Shenzi rolled her eyes, before looking off into the distance, squinting a little when she spotted something. "I think something is moving."

"It better be a cold front," Timon mumbled. He leaned down and, using both paws, pushed the top layer of sand forward, lowering his belly to the cooler layers underneath. He sighed contently and sprawled himself out, enjoying the brief moment of relief.

"No, I mean it," Shenzi insisted. "There's something out there."

"Like what?" Timon asked, popping his head up.

Shenzi continued to squint and took a step forward. "Not sure." She shot him a look. "Let's go check it out."

"You can," Timon replied, lowering his head. "I'll be right here."

Shenzi furrowed her bow, irritated, before she leaned down and lifted him up with her mouth. Timon let out a surprised "Yipe!" but couldn't do anything to stop her as she began to carry him off toward the horizon.

"Okay, Shenzi," Timon sighed, twisting in her mouth nervously. "You've made your point! Put me down!" He turned as best as he could, pushing at her mouth. "I'll go! Just put me down!"

But, Shenzi wasn't paying attention. She was too concerned with what she was now approaching. She furrowed her brow when she realized it was a tail poking out of a hole—a tail that was connected to another meerkat. The critter must have heard them coming, for he pulled himself out of the hole and gazed up at them.

His eyes went large and he shot off like a bullet, screaming, "Hyena!"

Timon stopped his struggling and watched as the poor fellow scurried off, mumbling, "Hey, that was a meerkat from my colony."

"Mmph," Shenzi muffled around him.

Timon rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk with your mouth full."

Shenzi grunted and then promptly spat him out. She licked her lips and replied curtly, "Well, we must be close then, right?"

Timon frowned and pulled himself up off the sand, which was now stuck to his wet fur. "Yup, the oasis is probably right over that dune."

"Well, c'mon then!" Shenzi urged, heading off, but Timon did not follow.

"I'm not about to show up covered in hyena drool and sand. I'm going to the waterhole first."

"Oh please," Shenzi sighed, trailing behind him as he changed directions. "Don't be such a boy!"

"Yeah, well... you try having a mother like mine."

Note: Sorry it is so short! I'll try to get the next part out soon!