The Lion Guard: A Close Relationship

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"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.

"Thanks, Ono." Fuli said warmly.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"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!" Mari said brightly.

Fuli's expression softened.

She knelt down, and nuzzled Mari's cheek.

"How are you?" Fuli asked.

"I'm glad you're both here." Marigold said.

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

"We're glad to be here." He said warmly.

Fuli rubbed a paw against Mari's cheek.

"Do you want to hear a story?" She asked.

Mari nodded.

Kion and Fuli led her into the den.

They settled down amongst the moss.

“Which one do you want to hear?” Kion asked.

“Yeh-Yeh and the drought.” Mari answerled.

Kion nodded, and began the story.

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

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt, Grandma?" Kenai asked.

"It was fine." Bemba answered.

"I caught a finch." Kia said.

"Good job." Kenai answered.

Meanwhile, Nita had met up with Rafiki at his tree.

She was helping him count juniper berries.

"I love you." Nita said.

Rafiki's expression softened.

"I love you too." He answered.