The Lion Guard: Finding Affection

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's Ma?" Ono 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. Dad 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 Simba settled down outside the den.

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Simba’s cheek.

“Hi Dad.” Kion said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Simba said.

Kion crawled into Simba’s paws, and nestled against him.

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

Kion nodded.

“I want to join the evening patrol.” He said.

Simba rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“Of course you can.” He said warmly.

Kion pressed himself against Simba’s pelt.

“I love you.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Simba answered.

He leaned down, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

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

She was helping him sort borage leaves.

“How is Mari?” Rafiki asked.

“She’s fine.” Nita answered.

She moved closer, and leaned against Rafiki’s side.

“I love you.” Nita said.

Rafiki’s expression softened.

“I love you too.” He said.