The Lion Guard: A Friend’s Empathy

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Ukuni Woods.

"How's Ma?" Beshte asked.

"She's fine." Bunga 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." Beshte said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli’s cheek.

“I have to go. Zuri 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 Zuri settled down outside the den.

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

“Hi Zuri.” Kion said.

Zuri’s expression softened.

“Hi Kion.” She said.

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

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

Kion nodded.

“How are you feeling?” Kion asked gently.

Zuri sighed.

“It’s really hard, Kion.” Zuri said.

Kion’s expression softened.

“I miss him too.” Kion said.

He pressed himself against Zuri’s pelt.

“I love you, Zuri.” Kion said.

“I love you too, my darling.” Zuri answered.

She rubbed a paw against Kion’s cheek.

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

She was helping him count juniper berries.

“How is your family?” Rafiki asked.

“Everyone’s fine.” Nita answered.

She moved closer, and nestled against him.