The Lion Guard: A Grandmother's Faith

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's your family, Kion?" Fuli asked.

"Everyone'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." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I need to go. Nai Nai wants to see me." He said.

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She said warmly.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Sarabi's cheek.

"Hi Nai Nai" Kion said.

Sarabi's expression softened.

"Hi Kion" Sarabi said.

Kion crawled into Sarabi's paws, and nestled against her pelt.

"How was the hunt?" He asked.

"It was fine." Sarabi answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"Did you have a good patrol?" Sarabi asked.

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Sarabi's pelt.

"I need to ask you something" Kion said.

"What is it?" Sarabi prompted.

"Do you still have faith in me?" Kion asked.

Sarabi nodded.

"I always have, and I always will." She said.

"I love you" Kion said.

"I love you too." Sarabi answered.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine" Nala said.