The Lion Guard: Protecting Muwa

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.

“Janja’s Clan is attacking Muwa.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at the Water Hole.” Ono answered.

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to the Water Hole.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave her alone, Janja!” Kion called.

Janja cackled.

“She’s just one zebra.” Janja said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Muwa towards Beshte.

Kion unsheathed his claws, and sank them into the earth underneath him.

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Janja’s Clan toppling backwards.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Muwa.

“Are you okay?” Kion asked.

Muwa nodded.

“Thank you, Lion Guard.” Muwa said.

“You’re welcome.” Beshte said.

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.

“I caught a bushbuck.” Kia said.

Kenai’s expression softened.

“That’s amazing, Kia.” Kenai said warmly.

“Thanks, Kenai.” Kia said.