The Lion Guard: A Remarkable Kinship

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna 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." 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 warmly.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

He padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Kiara’s cheek.

“HI Kiara.” Kion said.

Kiara’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Kiara answered.

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

“How was the hunt?” He asked.

“It was fine.” Kiara said.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Kiara’s pelt.

“I love you.” Kion said.

Kiara bent her head, and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

“I love you too.” Kiara said.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.