"Fun. Yeah! Fun!" His face turned into a smile. "Woohoo!"
"You need to get out more often, kid," laughed Timon, riding on the nose of Pumbaa.
Bianca stretched out and opened her turquoise eyes. It was weird, seeing things. But she could associate the smells with the sights, and recognized her mother, her father, and her sisters. But another lion was here, and she was wary. The smell was like Vitani's, but it was different. She assumed that he was no good, and mewled angrily, as if to say, "Get outta here!"