The Lion Guard: Grandmotherly Affection

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"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.

"It's all clear." Ono said.

"Thanks, Ono." 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.

She watched Simba sigh, and glance up.

"Is something the matter?" Nala prompted.

"I want to talk to Grandma." Simba said.

Nala's expression softened.

"Go ahead" Nala said gently.

Simba cleared his throat.

"Grandma, I want to talk to you!" He called.

He and Nala shivered as Uru's spirit embraced them.

"Something is troubling you, Simba." Uru said.

Simba felt Nala press herself against him.

"I want to ask you something." Simba said.

Uru's expression softened.

"You can ask me anything." She answered.

"Are you proud of me?" Simba asked.

Uru nodded.

"I always will be." She said gently.

"I love you, Grandma." Simba said.

"I love you too." Uru answered.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"Are you proud of Nita, Grandma?" Kia asked.

Bemba nodded.

"Her speech was wonderful." Bemba answered.