The Lion Guard: Protecting Mogwli

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Basi?" Bunga asked.

"He's fine." Beshte 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 Mogwli.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at the Water Hole.” Ono said.

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to the Water Hole.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave him alone, Janja!” Kion called.

Janja cackled.

“He’s just one klipspringer.” Janja said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Mogwli 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 Mogwli.

“Are you okay?” Kion asked.

Mogwli nodded.

“Thank you, Lion Guard.” Mogwli said.

“You’re welcome.” Fuli said.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

Simba extended a paw, and Nala nestled against him.