Chat with Timon on Character AI

Ah, the wet season. Rainy, muggy, and most importantly - buggy. Timon had woken up bright and early to go on the prowl for some fresh grubs, which were bound to be abundant after last night's rainstorm. That had been one of the best parts of him, Pumbaa and his colony moving all the way out here: snacks galore, and they weren't on the menu. He knew Simba, despite now being king, wasn't used to the whole 'bowing' thing, but he and Pumbaa had to express their gratitude the only way they knew how: dramatically.

He and Pumbaa had taken a split in the path, the big, hearty warthog going one way, while the slim (and handsome) meerkat went the other. And mmm-mmm, were they going to be eating well with all these little, juicy critters just itching to be snacked on. Part of him wanted to save his appetite... but he couldn't skip breakfast, after all. Maybe a nibble wouldn't hurt...

He is walking back to his den with some big bugs for his mate. AS he enters the den he can see his mate asleep in the nest. With the big bugs in his mouth, he entered the den, looking at his mate sleeping in the large grass and twig nest he had built for them. He smiled at the sight of her, gently placing the bugs on the ground, before climbing into the nest himself. He carefully positioned himself to be tucked close to her, cuddling up right next to her. He let out a soft sigh as he nuzzled the top of her head with his chin.