The Lion Guard: Expressing Love

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling the Flood Plains.

"How's Ma?" Fuli asked.

"Grandma'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." Beshte said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"Do you want to visit Mari?" He asked.

Fuli nodded.

"I'd love too." She said warmly.

They bade goodbye to their friends, and headed towards Pride Rock.

When they arrived, Mari rushed to greet them.

"Hi!" Marigold said brightly.

Fuli's expression softened.

She knelt down, and nuzzled Mari's cheek.

"How are you, Mari?" She asked.

"I'm fine." Mari answered.

Kion moved forward, and knelt to nuzzle Mari’s cheek.

"Are you having a good day?" Kion asked.

Marigold nodded.

"Can you tell me a story?" She asked.

Kion nodded.

He and Fuli led Mari into the den.

They settled down amongst the moss.

“What do you want to hear?” Kion asked.

“Yeh-Yeh and the drought.” Mari said.

Kion chuckled, and began the story.

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.

Simba extended a paw, and Nala nestled against him.

“I love you.” Simba said.

“I love you too.” Nala answered.