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I should say there is.

Rubbing my tummy always puts me to sleep.

Oh, well. I'll tell him at the party.

We won't be needing another dust-bath for a while.

What are they doing?

I ran into the Lion Guard.

'Cause those guys don't do anything unless somebody smarter tells them to.

Sleepy... That's it!

You can relax now. The danger's passed.

but nobody knows when a dust devil's gonna happen,

Perhaps I may have mentioned something along those lines.

¶ So the guard always checks with me

Oh, they're nice and all...

(SIGHS) There it goes.

But why would Scar send them after us on such silly missions?

and he's just trying to keep us distracted.

(HYRAXES SQUEAKING)

I mean, it works on me.

And who knew a zebra was the brains behind the Lion Guard.

Maybe I'm right up in your face.

Oh, yeah. We are!

Tamka, there ain't no zebras in the Outlands.

Nope, not a single peep from me. You're not...