The Lion Guard: Friendly Sympathy

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

“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." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

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

Fuli’s expression softened.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

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

“Hi Zuri.” Kion said.

Zuri’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Zuri said.

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

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

Kion nodded.

“How are you feeling?” Kion asked.

Zuri sighed.

“I’m really trying, Kion.” Zuri said.

Kion’s expression softened.

“It’s okay. You’re doing fine.” Kion said gently.

Zuri rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“I miss him so much.” Zuri said.

“I miss him too.” Kion said.

He pressed himself against Zuri’s pelt.

“I love you, Zuri.” Kion said.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” Zuri answered.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How’s Midnight?” Nita asked.

“She is fine.” Rafiki said.