The Lion Guard: A Special Closeness

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"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.

"Thanks, Ono." Beshte said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

“Do you want to visit Mari?” He asked.

Fuli 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.

“Come inside and sit with me.” Marigold said.

“Okay, Mari.” Fuli said.

She and Kion followed Mari into the den.

They settled down amongst the moss.

“I want to hear a a story, Kion” Marigold said.

“What do you want to hear?” Kion asked.

“Yeh-Yeh and the drought.” Mari said.

Kion chuckled, and began the story.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.