The Lion Guard: A Heartwarming Kinship

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ndefu Grove.

"How's Ameba?" Beshte asked.

"She's fine." Fuli 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. 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.

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

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

Kion nodded.

“How was the hunt?” He asked.

“It was fine.” Kiara said.

Kion pressed himself against Kiara’s pelt.

“I love you, Kiara.” Kion said.

Kiara rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“I love you too.” Kiara said.

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.