The Lion Guard: Protecting Tonga

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ukuni Woods.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Beshte asked.

“They’re 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.

“Janja's Clan is attacking Tonga.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

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

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to the Water Hole.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave him alone, Janja!” Kion called.

Janja cackled.

“He's just one mandrill.” Janja said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Tonga 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 Tonga.

“Are you okay?” Kion asked.

Tonga nodded.

“Thank you, Lion Guard.” Tonga said.

“You’re welcome.” Fuli said.

She and Kion watched Tonga bound off.

Fuli rubbed her muzzle against Kion's cheek.

"I love you." Fuli said quietly.

Kion's expression softened.

"I love you too." Kion answered.

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.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

“I love you, my darling.” Nala said.

Simba's expression softened.

“I love you too.” Simba said.

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

She was helping him sort borage leaves.

“How’s Midnight?” Nita asked.

“She is fine.” Rafiki said.