The Lion Guard: Chumvi's Affection

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's Ma?" Fuli asked.

"She's fine." Bunga 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.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I love you." He said.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I love you too." She answered.

Meanwhile, Chumvi had met up with Nita and Marigold inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was Papa's patrol?" Nita asked.

"I didn't join it. Zuri needed me." Chumvi said.

He and Nita watched Mari nestle against him.

"I love you, Chumvi." Marigold said.

Chumvi's expression softened.

"I love both of you very much." He answered.

Nita pressed herself against Chumvi's pelt.

"Is Zuri doing okay?" She asked.

Chumvi nodded.

"She just doesn't want to be alone." He said.

He bent his head, and nuzzled Nita's cheek.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"Did the hunt go well?" Simba asked.

Nala nodded.

"Belee almost caught a blackbird." She said.

Simba's expression softened.

"That's a hard bird to catch." He said.

"It certainly is" Nala said.

Simba leaned over, and nuzzled Nala's cheek.