The Lion Guard: Protecting Tumbili

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

Kion and his friends were patrolling the Flood Plains.

"How's your family, Kion?" Beshte asked.

"Everyone's fine." Kion said.

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 Tumbili.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at Lake Matope.” Ono said.

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to Lake Matope.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave him alone, Janja!” He called.

Janja cackled.

“He’s just one monkey.” Janja said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Tumbili 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 Tumbili.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

Tumbili nodded.

“Thank you, Lion Guard.” He said.

“You’re welcome.” Fuli said.

Meanwhile, Nita had met up with Rafiki at his tree.

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“Grandma wants me to learn how to hunt.” Nita said.

Rafiki glanced up.

“Do you want to learn?” He asked gently.

Nita shook her head.

“I’m better at this.” She said.

Rafiki’s expression softened.

He pressed a palm against Nita’s cheek.

“You certainly are very good at it.” He said.

“Thanks, Rafiki.” Nita said.