The Lion Guard: A Granduncle's Devotion

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Ameba?" Beshte asked.

"She's fine." Fuli 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." Fuli said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli’s cheek.

“I love you.” Kion said quietly.

Fuli’s expression softened.

“I love you too.” She said.

Meanwhile, Simba had met up with Nita and Marigold inside Kora and Vitani’s cave.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“How was the patrol?” Nita asked.

“It was fine.” Simba answered.

He and Nita watched Mari nestle against him.

“I love you, Papa.” Marigold said.

Simba’s epression softened.

“I love you both very much.” He said warmly.

He extended a paw, and Nita nestled against him.

“How is Rafiki?” Simba asked.

“He’s fine.” Nita answered.

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 mongoose.” Kia said.

“That’s wonderful, Kia.” Kenai said.