The Lion Guard: Protecting Boma

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"How's Basi?" Kion asked.

"He's fine." Beshte answered.

Kion glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

He returned a moment later, and settled down on Beshte's back.

"Janja's Clan is attacking Boma." Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

"Where are they?" Fuli asked.

"They’re at Lake Matope." Ono answered.

"Let's go, Lion Guard." Kion said.

He led the way towards Lake Matope.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

"Leave him alone, Janja!" Kion called.

Janja chuckled.

"Did we make a mistake?" He asked.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Boma towards Beshte.

Kion unsheathed his claws, and sank them into the earth underneath him.

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Janja's Clan toppling backwards.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Boma.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

Boma nodded.

"Thank you, Lion Guard." He said.

"You're welcome." Kion answered.

He watched Boma walk off.

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

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

"The training is almost complete." She said.

"That's wonderful." Simba said warmly.