The Lion Guard: Paternal Affection

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling the Flood 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.

"It's all clear" Ono said.

"Thanks, Ono." Fuli said.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I have to go. Dad wants to see me." Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Simba's cheek.

"Hi Dad." Kion said.

Simba's expression softened.

"Hi Kion" Simba said.

Kion crawled into Simba's paws, and nestled against him.

"Did you have a good patrol?" Simba asked.

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Simba's pelt.

"Can we hunt together tonight?" Kion asked.

Simba's expression softened.

"Of course we can." He said warmly.

"I love you, Dad." Kion said.

Simba rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"I love you too." He answered.

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.

"I caught a finch" Kia said.

"That's wonderful, Kia" Kenai said.