The Lion Guard: Motherly Fondness

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

"How's Basi?" Bunga 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.

"Great job, Ono." Fuli said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Mom wants to see me.” He said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When Kion reached the Meadow, he saw Nala settled down underneath the baobab tree.

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

“Hi Mom.” Kion said.

Nala’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” She said.

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

“How was hunt?” He asked.

“It was fine.” Nala answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

“Can I join the evening hunt?” He asked.

Nala nodded.

“Of course you can.” She said warmly.

Kion pressed himself against Nala’s pelt.

“I love you Mom.” He said.

“I love you too.” Nala answered.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is your family?” Rafiki asked.

“Everyone’s fine.” Nita answered.