Swimming. Simba knew how but didn't do it often. Nala didn't like water, so they tended to avoid it if possible. He quickly cleared the thoughts before they would haunt him. Sure, he said. I can swim. I'm just not very good at it. But you know what? Why not? Let's go swim, but not here. I know a good place. He lead Kamari to an area in the river where the current slowed, and the river grew wider.
Pumbaa and Timon followed the two cubs. Due to the distraction of Simba's tree climbing, they were still hungry. I'm sure we can find some good grub next to the river. Pumbaa told Timon. And we'll be able to keep an eye on them.