The Lion Guard: A Sister’s Support

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ndefu Grove.

"How's Basi?" Kion asked.

"He's fine." Beshte 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." Beshte said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Kiara wants to see me.” Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, he saw Kiara settled down outside the den.

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Kiara’s cheek.

“Hi Kiara.” Kion said.

Kiara’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kiara said warmly.

Kion crawled into Kiara’s paws, and nestled against her.

“How was the hunt?” Kion asked.

“It was fine.” Kiara answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“Did you have a gold patrol?” She asked.

Kion nodded.

“I need to ask you something.” Kion said.

“What is it?” Kiara prompted.

“Do I still have your support?” Kion asked.

Kiara nodded.

“You always will.” She said.

Kion pressed himself against Kiara’s pelt.

“I love you.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Kiara said.

Meanwhile, Kenai and Kia had met up with Bemba at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.

“I caught an antelope.” Kia said.

“That’s great, Kia.” Kenai said.