The Lion Guard: A Dedicated Brothership

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Beshte asked.

“They’re 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.

"Great job, Ono." Bunga said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Kopa wants to see me.” Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, Kion saw Kopa settled down outside the den.

Kopa’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kopa said.

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

Kopa rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Kopa’s pelt.

“I love you, Kopa.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Kopa answered.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba’s cheek.