The Lion Guard: Protecting Maya

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

“How’s your family, Fuli?” Bunga asked.

“Everyone’s fine.” Fuli said.

Kion glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

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

“Janja’s Clan is attacking Maya.” He said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at the Water Hole.” Ono said.

Kion groaned.

“Come on, Lion Guard.” He said.

He led the way to the Water Hole.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Get out of the Pridelands, Janja!” He called.

Janja cackled.

“Why should we?” He asked.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She pushed Maya towards Beshte.

Kion unsheathed his claws, and sank them into the earth underneath him.

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Janja’s Clan toppling backwards.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Maya.

“Are you okay?” He asked reluctantly.

Maya scoffed.

“This changes nothing.” She snapped.

She turned, and bounded off.

Kion sighed.

“I was expecting that.” He said.

Fuli rubbed her muzzle against his cheek.

“We all were.” She said gently.

Beshte, Bunga, and Ono nodded.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba’s cheek.

“I love you.” Nala said.

“I love you too.” Simba said.

He extended a paw, and Nala nestled against him.