The Lion Guard: An Undeniable Brotherhood

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Urembo Meadows.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Fuli 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." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

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

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached the Meadow, he saw Kovu settled down underneath the baobab tree.

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

“Hi Kovu.” Kion said.

Kovu’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kovu said warmly.

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

Kovu rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

“Can we hunt together tonight?” Kion asked.

Kovu nodded.

“Of course we can.” Kovu said.

Kion pressed himself against Kovu’s pelt.

“I love you, Kovu.” Kion said.

Kovu bent his head, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

“I love you too.” Kovu answered.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the hunt?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.