The Lion Guard: Protecting Imara

It was a peaceful 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.

“Janja’s Clan is attacking Imara.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at Lake Kizwia.” Ono answered.

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to Lake Kizwia.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave her alone, Janja!” Kion called.

Janja cackled.

“Why should we?” Janja asked.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Imara towards Beshte.

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

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Imara.

“Are you okay?” Kion asked.

Imara nodded.

“Thanks, Lion Guard.” Imara said.

“You’re welcome.” Beshte said.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How’s Mosi?” Nita asked.

“He is fine.” Rafiki said.

Nita moved closer, and nestled against him.

“I love you.” Nita said.

Rafiki’s expression softened.

“I love you too.” Rafiki answered.

He pressed a palm against Nita’s cheek.