The Lion Guard: A Friend's Affection

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Ameba?" Kion asked.

"She's fine." Fuli answered.

Kion glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

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

"Matembo's coming towards us." Ono said.

Kion's expression brightened.

He watched as Matembo approached them.

"Hi Matembo." Kion said.

Matembo's expression softened.

"Hello, Kion." She said warmly.

Fuli cleared her throat.

"Is your herd doing well?" She asked.

Matembo nodded.

"Everyone is fine, thank you." She answered.

“How’s Mtoto?” Beshte asked.

“He is fine.” Matembo said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Matembo's foreleg.

"I love you. I'm glad to see you." He said.

"I love you too." Matembo answered.

She leaned down, and pressed her cheek against Kion's.

"I hope you have a good patrol." She said.

"Have a good day, Matembo." Kion said.

He watched as Matembo walked away.

Fuli pressed her muzzle against Kion's cheek.

"Can I visit Mari?" She asked.

Kion nodded.

They bade goodbye to their friends, and headed towards Pride Rock.

When they arrived, Mari rushed to greet them.

"Hi!" Marigold called.

Fuli's expression softened.

She knelt down, and nuzzled Mari's cheek.

"How are you?" She asked.

"I'm glad you're here." Marigold answered.

"We're glad to be here." Kion said warmly.

He moved forward, and knelt to nuzzle Mari’e cheek.

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.