The Lion Guard: A Granduncle's Fondness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"What's Mari doing today?" Fuli asked.

"She's with Dad and Nita." 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." Kion said.

"It's been pretty quiet lately." Bunga said.

Fuli nodded.

"That's a good thing." Fuli said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I love you, Fuli." He said.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I love you too" Fuli answered.

Meanwhile, Simba had met up with Nita and Marigold inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the patrol, Papa?" Nita asked.

"It was fine." Simba answered.

"I joined it." Marigold said.

Nita's expression softened.

"Did you have a good time?" She asked.

Marigold nodded.

She nestled against Simba's pelt.

"I love you Papa." Mari said.

Simba's expression softened.

"I love both of you very much." He said warmly.

He extended a paw, and Nita nestled against him.

"I'm proud to be your grandniece." Nita said.

"I am too." Marigold added.

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.