The Lion Guard: A Granduncle's Faith

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

"What's Mari doing today?" Fuli asked.

"She's with Dad and Nita." Kion 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." Fuli said warmly.

Meanwhile, Simba had met up with Nita and Marigold inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the patrol, Papa?" Nita asked.

"It was fine." Simba answered.

He and Nita watched Mari nestle against him.

"I enjoyed it." Marigold said.

Nita's expression softened.

"That's wonderful, Mari." She said warmly.

She pressed herself against Simba's pelt.

"I need to ask you something." Nita said.

"What is it?" Simba prompted.

"Do you still have faith in me?" Nita asked.

Simba nodded.

"I always have, and I always will." He answered.

"What about me?" Mari asked.

Simba's expression softened.

"I have faith in you too" Simba said.

"I love you, Papa." Nita said.

"I love both of you very much." Simba purred.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt, Grandma?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.