"I can eat it myself." Even to her own ears, though, Nala sounded doubtful. As much as she'd grown recently, the zebra still dwarfed her, and she'd already eaten so much that she wasn't sure if she could cram it all in. But Scar's words had lit a strange fire in her overstuffed stomach, so she bellied up to the carcass and started, slowly but steadily, to eat.