The Lion Guard: Undeniable Affection

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

"How's Ma?" Beshte asked.

"She's 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.

"Great job, Ono." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

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

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said warmly.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

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

“Hi Dad.” Kion said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Simba said.

Kion crawled into Simba’s paws, and nestled against him.

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

Kion nodded.

“I love you, Dad.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Simba said warmly.

He rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“Your mother wants you to join the evening hunt.” Simba said.

Kion’s expression brightened.

“Will you join it too?” Kion asked.

Simba nodded.

“Of course I will.” He 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.