The Lion Guard: Mufasa's Support

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"I hope Matembo's doing okay" Beshte said.

Kion nodded.

"I do too. Caring for others during the Dry Season is difficult." He said.

Fuli rubbed her muzzle against his cheek.

"You seem to be doing a good job" she purred.

"Thanks Fuli" Kion said warmly.

Kion glanced at Ono.

Ono nodded, and took to the sky.

He returned a moment later, and settled down on Beshte's back.

"All clear." He said.

"Thanks Ono" Bunga said.

Kion glanced up.

"I'm going to talk to Grandpa" he said.

Fuli's expression softened, and she nuzzled Kion's cheek.

"Go ahead" she said.

Kion cleared his throat.

"Grandpa, I want to speak with you!" He called.

He shivered as Mufasa's spirit embraced him.

"What is it, Kion?" Mufasa asked.

"Do I still have your support?" Kion asked.

Mufasa's expression softened.

"You will always have it, Kion." He said.

"I love you Grandpa. I'm proud to be your grandson" Kion said.

"I love you very much" Mufasa said.

Meanwhile, Kovu and Kiara had met up at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Kovu asked.

"It was fine" Kiara said.

She rubbed her muzzle against Kovu's cheek.

"I love you" she said.

"I love you too" Kovu answered.