The Lion Guard: A Deep Sisterhood

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ndefu Grove.

“How's Mari?” Fuli asked.

"She's fine." Kion 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.

“It’s been really quiet lately.” Bunga said.

“That’s a good thing, Little B.” Beshte said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I love you." Kion said quietly.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I love you too." Fuli answered.

Meanwhile, Clea had met up with Kiara and Marigold inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“Did you enjoy the hunt, Clea?” Kiara asked.

Clea nodded.

“Belee and Kia are doing very well.” Clea said.

Kiara watched Mari nestle against Clea’s pelt.

“I’m very proud of them.” Kiara said warmly.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Clea’s cheek.

“I love you, Clea.” Kiara said.

“I love you too.” Clea said.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is your family?” Rafiki asked.

“Everyone’s fine.” Nita answered.