The Lion Guard: Kula's Sympathy

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's Ameba?" Kion asked.

"She's fine." Fuli 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.

Meanwhile, Kula had met up with Zuri inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the hunt, Mom?" Zuri asked.

"It was fine." Kula answered.

She watched Zuri nestle against her.

"Are you okay?" Kula asked gently.

Zuri sighed.

"It's really hard, Mom. I'm trying." She said.

Kula's expression softened.

"I know. You’re doing fine.” Kula said.

Zuri leaned her head against Kula's shoulder.

"I love you." Zuri said quietly.

"I love you too." Kula answered.

She rubbed her muzzle against Zuri's cheek.

"You have so many that love you." Kula said.

"I know." Zuri answered.

She pressed herself against Kula’s pelt.

“I’m very proud of you.” Kula said.

“Thanks, Mom.” Zuri 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.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.