The Lion Guard: A Unique Sisterhood

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Urembo Meadows.

“How are Timon and Pumbaa?” Beshte asked.

“They’re 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.

"Thanks, Ono." Bunga said.

Fuli pressed her muzzle against Kion's cheek.

"I love you." Fuli said quietly.

Kion's expression softened.

"I love you too." Kion answered.

Meanwhile, Clea and Kiara had met up inside the den.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“Did you enjoy the hunt, Clea?” Kiara asked.

Clea nodded.

“Belee and Kia’s skills are excellent.” Clea said.

Kiara’s expression softened.

“I’m very proud of them.” Kiara said.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Clea’s cheek.

“I love you, Clea.” Kiara said.

Clea’s expression softened.

“I love you too.” Clea said.

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.