The Lion Guard: A Deep Attachment

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ukuni Woods.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Beshte asked.

“They’re fine.” Bunga answered.

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.

"Thanks, Ono." Beshte said.

Fuli pressed her muzzle against Kion’s cheek.

“Can I visit Mari?” She asked.

Kion nodded.

They bade goodbye to their friends, and headed towards Pride Rock.

When they arrived, Mari rushed to greet them.

“Hi!” Marigold said brightly.

Fuli’s expression softened.

She knelt down, and nuzzled Mari’s cheek.

“Hi Mari.” Fuli said.

Kion moved forward, and knelt to nuzzle Mari’s cheek.

“Are you having a good day?” He asked.

Marigold nodded.

“I’m really glad you’ve come back.” Mari said.

Fuli rubbed a paw against Mari’s cheek.

“We’re glad too, sweetheart.” Fuli said warmly.

“I really love both of you.” Marigold said.

“We love you too,” Kion said.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba’s cheek.

“I love you.” Nala said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” Simba said.

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 answered.