The Lion Guard: An Affectionate Relationship

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Basi?" Fuli 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.

"It's all clear." Ono said.

"Great job, Ono." Fuli said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Dad 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 Simba settled down outside the den.

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

“Hi Dad.” Kion said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Simba said.

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

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

Kion nodded.

“I want to hunt with you tonight.” Kion said.

“We can do that.” Simba said.

Kion pressed himself against Simba’s pelt.

“I love you.” Kion said.

Simba rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“I love you too.” Simba said.

Meanwhile, Nita had met up with Rafiki at his

tree.

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is Mari?” Rafiki asked.

“She’s fine.” Nita answered.