The Lion Guard: Naanda’s Devotion

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Beshte asked.

“They’re 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." Kion said.

Meanwhile, Simba and Naanda had met up inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“How was the hunt, Nada?” Simba asked.

“It was fine.” Naanda said.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba’s cheek.

“I don’t know if I’ve thanked you.” Simba said.

“For what, sweetheart?” Naanda said.

“For the devotion you’ve shown me since my accession.” Simba said.

Naanda’s expression softened.

“You don’t have to thank me.” Naanda said.

“I love you, Nada.” Simba said.

“I love you too, darling.” Naanda said.

Meanwhile, Nita had met up with Rafiki at his tree.

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is Mari?” Rafiki asked.

“She’s fine.” Nita answered.