The Lion Guard: Grandmotherly Confidence

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

"How's Ma?" Beshte 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." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Nona wants to see me.” He said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

He padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Sarafina’s cheek.

“Hi Nona.” Kion said.

Sarafina’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” She said.

Kion crawled into Sarafina’s paws, and nestled against her.

“Did you have a good patrol?” Sarafina asked.

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Sarafina’s pelt.

“How was the hunt?” He asked.

“It was fine.” Sarafina answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“I need to ask you something.” Kion said.

“What is it?” Sarafina prompted.

“Do you have confidence in me?” Kion asked.

Sarafina nodded.

“I always have, and I always will.” She said.

“I love you Nona.” Kion said.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” Sarafina said.

She leaned down, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

“I’m proud to have you as my grandson.” She said.

“Thanks, Nona.” Kion said.

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.