The Lion Guard: A Unique Brothership

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Beshte asked.

“They’re 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." Fuli said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I need to go. Kopa 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, Kion saw Kopa settled down outside the den.

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

“Hi Kopa.” Kion said.

Kopa’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kopa said.

Kion crawled into Kopa’s paws, and nestled against him.

“Did you have a good patrol?” Kopa asked

Kion nodded.

“Can we hunt together tonight?” Kion asked.

Kopa rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“Of course we can.” Kopa said.

Kopa bent his head, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

“I love you, Kion.” Kopa said.

“I love you too.” Kion said.

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 answered.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is your family?” Rafiki asked.

“Everyone’s fine.” Nita answered.