The Lion Guard: Understanding Honor

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Ma?" Fuli asked.

"She'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.

"Great job, Ono" Beshte answered.

Kion cleared his throat.

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

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She purred.

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." He said warmly.

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

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

Kion nodded.

"I think I've realized something." Kion said.

"What is it?" Simba prompted.

"Being a leader is about accepting responsibility. Everyone has their own." Kion said.

Simba nodded.

"It’s a great honor to be a leader." He said.

"It's a lot more than I expected." Kion said.

Simba rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

“Nobody ever said it was easy.” He said.

"I try to do my best" Kion said.

"You always do." Simba said.

"It's the path of honor." Kion said.

Simba nodded.

"Until the Pridelands end." He said.

Kion pressed himself against Simba’s pelt.

“I love you, Dad.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Simba 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.