The Lion Guard: A Father's Kindness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's Ma?" Fuli asked.

"She's 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." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Dad wants to see me.” He said.

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She purred.

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." He said warmly.

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

Simba rubbed a paw against his cheek.

"Did you have a good patrol?" He asked.

Kion nodded.

“I want to hunt together tonight.” He said.

“We can do that.” Simba answered.

Kion pressed himself against Simba’s pelt.

“I love you, Dad.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Simba said.

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.