The Lion Guard: Simba's Faith

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"Are you okay, Kion?" Fuli asked gently.

Kion nodded.

He 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, Kion." Ono said.

"Thank you, Ono" Beshte said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I need to go" he said.

"Okay" Fuli answered.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, Kion saw Simba settled down outside the den.

He padded up to him, and stretched to nuzzle Simba's cheek.

"Hi Dad" Kion said.

Simba's expression softened.

"Hello, Kion" Simba said.

Kion crawled into his paws, and nestled against him.

"How was your patrol?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Kion answered.

He pressed himself closer to Simba's pelt.

"Is Mom okay?" He asked.

Simba rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"She's fine." Simba said gently.

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

"What is it?" Simba asked.

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

Simba nodded.

"I always will" Simba said.

"I love you, Dad" Kion said.

Simba pressed his muzzle against Kion's.

"I love you too" he said.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba at Hapuna Valley.

They were settled down underneath a baobab tree.

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

"It was fine" Bemba answered.

Kia pressed herself against Bemba's pelt.

"I love you, Grandma" Kia said.

"I love you both very much" Bemba purred.