The Lion Guard: A Close Brotherhood

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

“How's your family, Kion?" Beshte asked.

"Everyone's fine." Kion said.

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. Kovu wants to see me.” Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said warmly.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

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

“Hi Kovu.” Kion said.

Kovu’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kovu said.

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

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

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Kovu’s pelt.

“I love you.” Kion said.

Kovu rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“I love you too.” Kovu said.

“Can we hunt together tonight?” Kion asked.

Kovu nodded.

“Of course, Kion.” He said.

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.

Meanwhile, Nita had met up with Rafiki at his tree.

She was helping him sort borage leaves.

“How is Mari?” Rafiki asked.

“She’s fine.” Nita answered.