The Lion Guard: Helping A Niece

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

“How’s your family, Fuli?” Kion asked.

“Everyone’s fine.” Fuli said.

Kion glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

He returned a moment later, and settled down on Beshte's back.

“Mzingo’s Parliament is attacking Nita.” He 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 my niece alone, Mzingo!” He called.

Mzingo chuckled.

“It’s been put to a vote.” Mzingo said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Nita towards Beshte.

Kion unsheathed his claws, and sank them into the earth underneath him.

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Mzingo’s Parliament flying backwards.

Kion watched them fly towards the border.

He glanced at Nita.

Nita was nestled against Fuli’s pelt.

“Are you okay, Nita?” Kion asked gently.

Nita nodded.

“Thanks, Lion Guard.” Nita said.

“You’re welcome.” Fuli said warmly.

She rubbed a paw against Nita’s cheek.

Kion moved forward, and knelt down to nuzzle Nita’s cheek.

“I love you, Nita.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Nita answered.

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.