The Lion Guard: Mufasa's Pride

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's Mari?" Fuli asked.

"She's fine." Kion answered.

He 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 warmly.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I want to talk to Grandpa." He said.

Fuli and Beshte exchanged a glance.

"Let's go to the Meadow." Fuli said gently.

Kion nodded.

He and Fuli led the way to the Meadow.

When they arrived, they settled down underneath the baobab tree.

Kion glanced up.

"Grandpa, I want to talk to you." He called.

He shivered as Mufasa's spirit embraced him.

"Something's troubling you, Kion." Mufasa said.

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

"What is it?" Mufasa prompted.

"Are you proud of me?" Kion asked.

Mufasa's expression softened.

"Of course I am." He said gently.

"I love you, Grandpa." Kion said.

"I love you too." Mufasa answered.

Kion watched Mufasa's spirt fade away.

He felt Fuli press her muzzle against his cheek.

"Are you okay?" Fuli asked.

Kion nodded.

"Do you want to see Mari?" He asked.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I'd love too." She said warmly.

They bade goodbye to their friends, and headed towards Pride Rock.

When they arrived, Mari rushed to greet them.

"Hi!" She said brightly.

Fuli knelt down, and nuzzled Mari's cheek.

"How are you?" She asked.

"I'm fine." Marigold said.

Kion moved forward, and knelt to nuzzle Mari’s cheek.

"Are you having a good day?" He asked.

Marigold nodded.

"I'm glad you're here." She said.

Fuli's expression softened.

"We're glad too" Fuli purred.