The Lion Guard: Chumvi's Faith

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"What's Mari doing today?" Fuli asked.

"She's with Chumvi and Nita." Kion said.

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." Kion said warmly.

Meanwhile, Chumvi had met up with Nita and Marigold inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the patrol?" Nita asked.

"It was fine." Chumvi answered.

He and Nita watched Mari nestle against him.

"I love you, Chumvi." Marigold said.

"I love both of you very much." Chumvi said.

Nita pressed herself against Chumvi's pelt.

"I need to ask you something." Nita said.

Chumvi's expression softened.

"You can ask me anything." Chumvi said.

"Do you still have faith in me?" Nita asked.

Chumvi nodded.

"I always have, and I always will." He said.

"What about me?" Mari asked.

Chumvi chuckled.

"I have faith in you too." He said gently.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"Belee caught an antelope." Nala said.

Simba's expression softened.

"That is wonderful." He said.

Nala nodded.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

"I love you, Simba." Nala said.

Simba extended a paw, and Nala nestled against him.

"I love you too." Simba said.