The Lion Guard: Parental Fondness

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ndefu Grove.

"How's your family, Kion?" Fuli asked.

"Everyone's fine." Kion said.

Kion glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

He returned a moment later, and settled down on Beshte's back.

"It's all clear." Ono said.

"Great job, Ono." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I need to meet up with my parents.” He said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, he saw Simba and Nala settled down outside the den.

“Hi.” Kion said.

Simba and Nala glanced up.

“Hi Kion.” Simba said.

Kion moved forward, and crawled into Nala’s paws.

Nala rubbed a paw against his cheek.

“Did you have a good patrol?” Simba asked.

Kion nodded.

“How was the hunt, Mom?” He asked.

“It was fine.” Nala answered.

Simba leaned over, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

“Do you want to hunt with us tonight?” He asked.

Kion nodded.

He nestled against Nala’s pelt.

“I love you both.” He said.

“We love you too.” Simba said warmly.

Meanwhile, Nita had met up with Rafiki at his tree.

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is Mari?” Rafiki asked.

“She’s fine.” Nita said.