The Lion Guard: An Intense Fondness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

Kion and his friends were patrolling Ndefu Grove.

“Is Basi okay?” Fuli asked.

Beshte nodded.

“I’m glad he wasn’t hurt.” He said.

“We all are.” Fuli 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 cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Kiara wants to see me.” Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, he saw Kiara settled down outside the den.

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Kiara’s cheek.

“Hi Kiara.” Kion said.

Kiara’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kiara said.

Kion crawled into Kiara’s paws, and nestled against her.

Kiara rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

“How was the hunt?” He asked.

“It was fine.” Kiara said.

Kion pressed himself against Kiara’s pelt.

“I love you, Kiara.” Kion said.

Kiara bent her head, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

“I love you too.” Kiara 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.