The Lion Guard: A Trustworthy Kinship

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ndefu Grove.

"How's Ma?" Fuli 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.

"Thanks, Ono." Bunga said.

Kion cleared his throat.

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

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

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

“Hi Kiara.” Kion said.

Kiara’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kiara said.

Kion crawled into Kiara’s paws, and nestled against her.

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

Kion nodded.

“How was the hunt?” Kion asked.

“It was fine.” Kiara answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“I love you, Kiara.” Kion said.

“I love you too, my darling.” Kiara said warmly.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"Did the hunt go well?" Simba asked.

Nala nodded.

“Belee and Kia are doing excellent.” Nala said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“I’m very proud of them.” Simba said.

“I am too.” Nala said.