The Lion Guard: Bemba's Support

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's your family, Kion?" Beshte asked.

"Everyone's fine." Kion said.

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.

"Good job, Ono." Bunga said.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I have to go. Bemba wants to see me." He said.

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She said warmly.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

He padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Bemba's cheek.

"Hi Bemba." Kion said.

Bemba's expression softened.

"Hi Kion." She said warmly.

Kion crawled into her paws, and nestled against her.

"How was the hunt?" He asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"Did you have a good patrol" She asked.

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Bemba's pelt.

"I need to ask you something." Kion said.

"What is it?" Bemba prompted.

"Do I still have your support?" Kion asked.

Bemba nodded.

"Sweetheart, you always will." She said.

"I love you, Bemba." Kion said.

"I love you too." Bemba purred.

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.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

"I love you." She said warmly.

Simba's expression softened.

"I love you too." He answered.