The Lion Guard: Accepting Affection

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." Bunga said.

Kion cleared his throat.

“I have to go. Mom wants to see me.” Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

“Have a good time.” Fuli said.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Nala’s cheek.

“Hi Mom.” Kion said.

Nala’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” Nala said.

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

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

Kion nodded.

“How was the hunt?” Kion asked.

“It was fine.” Nala said.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Nala’s pelt.

“I love you, Mom.” Kion said.

“I love you too.” Nala said.

She bent her head and nuzzled Kion’s cheek.

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.

“Belee almost caught an antelope.” Kia said.

“What about you?” Kenai asked.

“I caught a hare.” Kia answered.

Kenai leaned over, and nuzzled Kia’s cheek.