The Lion Guard: A Grandfather's Affection

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Urembo Meadows.

"How's Ma?" Fuli asked.

"She's 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.

"It's all clear." Ono said.

"Thanks, Ono." Fuli said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I love you." He said quietly.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I love you too." She answered.

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

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the patrol, Grandpa?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Simba answered.

He watched Kia press herself against his pelt.

"I love you, Grandpa." Kia said.

Simba's expression softened.

"I love both of you very much." Simba said.

Kenai nestled against Simba's pelt.

"Are you proud of us?" He asked.

Simba nodded.

"I always will be." He said.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

"Dalila will allow Mosi to visit soon." Rafiki said.

Nita's expression brightened.

"That's wonderful." Nita said warmly.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Rafiki's cheek.