The Lion Guard: Grandmotherly Fondness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Mizimu Grove.

"How's Ma?" Beshte asked.

"She's 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.

"Thanks, Ono." Bunga said.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I have to go. Nai Nai wants to see me." He said.

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

He padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Sarabi's cheek.

"Hi Nai Nai." Kion said.

Sarabi's expression softened.

"Hi Kion" Sarabi said.

Kion crawled into Sarabi's paws, and nestled against her.

"How was the hunt?" He asked.

"It was fine." Sarabi answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"Did you have a good patrol?" She asked.

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Sarabi's pelt.

"I love you, Nai Nai." Kion said.

"I love you too." Sarabi answered.

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

She was helping him sort borage leaves.

"Can Makini come to Pride Rock?" Nita asked.

"I shall speak with Jelani and Dalila." Rafiki said.

“It’s fine with Mom and Daddy.” Nita said.