The Lion Guard: Helping Sitka

It was a peaceful 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.

“Janja’s Clan is attacking Sitka.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at Lake Kizwia.” Ono said.

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to Lake Kizwia.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave him alone, Janja!” He called.

Janja cackled.

“He’s just one hyrax.” Janja said.

“He’s also my friend.” Kion snapped.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Sitka towards Beshte.

Kion unsheathed his claws, and sank them into the earth underneath him.

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Janja’s Clan toppling backwards.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Sitka.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

Sitka nodded.

“Thanks, Lion Guard.” He said.

“You’re welcome.” Fuli said warmly.

Sitka turned, and bounded off.

Fuli pressed her muzzle against Kion’s cheek.

“Can I visit Mari?” She asked.

Kion nodded.

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

When they arrived, Mari rushed to greet them.

“Hi!” Marigold said brightly.

Fuli’s expression softened.

She knelt down, and nuzzled Mari’s cheek.

“Hi Mari.” Fuli 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.” Marigold said.

“We’re glad too.” Kion said.