The Lion Guard: Familial Kindness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Ameba?" Bunga asked.

"She's fine." Fuli 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 need to go. Kiara wants to see me.” He 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 answered.

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

“How was the hunt?” Kion asked.

“It was fine.” Kiara said.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Kiara’s pelt.

“I love you, Kiara.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Kiara answered.

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.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.