The Lion Guard: Protecting Timon and Pumbaa

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's your family, Kion?" Beshte asked.

"Everyone'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.

"Timon and Pumbaa are being attacked by Janja's Clan." Ono said.

Kion and Bunga exchanged a glance.

"Where are they?" Fuli asked quickly.

"They’re at the Water Hole." Ono answered.

Bunga shrank back, and pressed himself against Fuli's pelt.

"We have to help them." He said quietly.

"Don't worry, Bunga." Fuli said soothingly.

"Come on, Lion Guard." Kion said.

He led the way to the Water Hole.

When they arrived, Kion bounded forward.

"Leave them alone, Janja!" He called

Janja cackled.

"Why should we?" He asked.

Fuli groaned.

She moved forward, and led Timon and Pumbaa towards Beshte.

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

He braced himself, and performed the Roar.

It sent Janja's Clan toppling backwards.

Kion watched them stumble towards the border.

He glanced at Timon and Pumbaa.

"Are you both okay?" He asked.

Timon nodded.

"Thanks, Lion Guard." He said.

“You’re welcome.” Kion said.

"We're gonna head home now." Pumbaa said.

"Can I go with them, Kion?" Bunga asked.

Kion nodded.

"You don't have to ask." He said warmly.

He watched them head towards Pride Rock.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt, Grandma?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.

Kia pressed herself against Bemba's pelt.

"I love you, Grandma." She said.

Bemba's expression softened.

"I love both of you very much." Bemba said.