The Lion Guard: Ayla’s Devotion

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

"How's Ameba?" Ono asked.

"She's fine." Fuli 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.

Fuli pressed her muzzle against Kion's cheek.

"I love you." Fuli said quietly.

Kion's expression softened.

"I love you too." Kion answered.

Meanwhile, Simba and Ayla had met up inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“How was the hunt, Ayla?” Simba asked.

“It was fine.” Ayla said.

Simba leaned over, and nuzzled Ayla’s cheek.

“I don’t know if I’ve thanked you.” He said.

“For what, Simba?” Ayla prompted.

“For the devotion you’ve shown me since my accession. I love you, Ayla.” Simba said.

Ayla’s expression softened.

“I love you too.” Ayla said.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How’s Makini?” Nita asked.

“She is fine.” Rafiki said.