After a fewq minutes of lying around, Epesi decided that he'd better do something about the large meal, and so rose to his paws, or tried to.

"You'll never make it," Nala said, watching Epesi struggle to rise, "you're going to have to accept it."

"'ll m'ke it," Epesi slurred, still struggling. Finally, he managed to stand up, but wasn't about to go any further, because his stomach had already begun to digest his meal, leaving him feeling even more torpid than normal. He tried to take a step forward, and almost fell over, so he waited a few moments before trying to take the next one.

It took a while for Epesi to get used to his condition, then when he was confident walking, he tried running. This proved to be a mistake, as he'd only taken two steps when he fell over. He rose again, but only managed three steps before falling. He tried several more times, but never managed more than six steps before falling over. Faced with an apparently insurmountable task, he finally gave in, and lay down, falling asleep in moments.

Epesi awoke with a grunt as someone shook his shoulder. Looking over, he saw Nala, and asked, "What d'you want?"

"Dinner Time," Nala replied, "come on."

At those words, Epesi's now large stomach began to rumble, and so he rose and made his way over the the food. He was disgusted to find himself in even worse condition now, the last meal had added yet another layer of fat to his body, but this was washed aside as he smelled the meat.