The Lion Guard: Grandfatherly Fondness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Urembo Meadows.

"How's Mari?" Fuli asked.

"She's fine." Kion 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." Beshte said.

Meanwhile, Simba had met up with Denahi and Belee inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“How was the hunt?” Denahi asked.

“It was fine.” Belee answered.

She pressed herself against Simba’s pelt.

“I love you, Grandpa.” Belee said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“I love you both very much.” Simba said.

“Can I join the evening patrol?” Denahi asked.

Simba nodded.

“If it’s fine with your parents.” He said.

He extended a paw, and Denahi nestled against him.

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.