The Lion Guard: Meeting Askari

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

“How's Mari?" Fuli asked.

"She's fine." Kion 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.

"Great job, Ono." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I want to talk to Askari.” Kion said.

Beshte and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Who’s Askari?” Bunga asked.

“He’s the leader of the first Lion Guard, and one of my ancestors.” Kion said.

Fuli pressed her muzzle against Kion’s cheek.

“Go ahead and talk to him.” Fuli said gently.

Kion moved forward, and cleared his throat.

“Askari, I want to talk to you!” Kion called.

He shivered as Askari’s spirit embraced him.

“Greetings, Kion. I have waited for this moment.” Askari said.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m very honored to meet you." Kion said.

Askari’s expression softened.

“I’m pleased to meet you, Kion.” Askari said.

Kion glanced behind him at Fuli.

Fuli’s expression softened, and she moved to stand beside him.

Beshte, Bunga, and Ono followed.

“This is my Lion Guard, Askari.” Kion said.

“It is a honor to meet you. Mufasa has told me about you all.” Askari said.

Fuli pressed herself against Kion’s side.

“I’m very proud of you, Kion.” Askari said.

“Really?” Kion asked.

Askari nodded.

“You have done very well.” Askari said.

Fuli leaned her head against Kion’s shoulder.

“He’s right.” Fuli said quietly.

“Thank you, Askari.” Kion said.

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.