The Lion Guard: A Trustworthy Friendship

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Hapuna Valley.

“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.

"Great job, Ono." Fuli said.

“It’s been really quiet lately.” Bunga said.

“That’s a good thing, Little B.” Beshte said.

Kion glanced at Fuli.

“Do you want to visit Mari?” He asked.

Fuli nodded.

They bade goodbye to their friends, and headed towards Pride Rock.

When they arrived, Mari rushed to greet them.

“Hi!” Marigold said brightly.

Fuli’s expression softened.

She knelt down, and nuzzled Mari’s cheek.

“Hi Mari.” Fuli said.

Kion moved forward, and knelt to nuzzle Mari’s cheek.

“Are you having a good day?” He asked.

Marigold nodded.

“I’m really glad you’re both here.” Mari said.

“We’re glad too, darling.” Fuli said.

She rubbed a paw against Mari’s cheek.

“Come inside and sit with me.” Marigold said.

“Okay, Mari.” Kion said.

He and Fuli followed Mari into the den.

They settled down amongst the moss.

Mari nestled against Fuli’s pelt.

“I love you both.” Marigold said.

“We love you too.” Fuli said warmly.

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.