The Lion Guard: Protecting Masikio

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

“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.

“Reirei’s Pack is attacking Masikio.” Ono said.

Kion and Fuli exchanged a glance.

“Where are they?” Fuli asked.

“They’re at Lake Matope.” Ono said.

“Let’s go, Lion Guard.” Kion said.

He led the way to Lake Matope.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

“Leave him alone, Reirei!” He called.

Reirei chuckled.

“Did we make a mistake?” Reirei asked.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

Fuli nodded, and moved forward.

She led Masikio towards Beshte.

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

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Reirei’s Pack toppling backwards.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Masikio.

“Are you okay?” Kion asked.

Masikio nodded.

“Thank you, Lion Guard.” Masikio said.

“You’re welcome.” Kion said.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba’s cheek.

“I love you.” Nala said.

Simba’s expression softened.

“I love you too.” Simba said.

He extended a paw, and Nala nestled against him.