The Lion Guard: A Grandaunt’s Support

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

“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.

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

They were settled down amongst the moss.

“How was the hunt, Nana?” Nita asked.

“It was fine.” Nala answered.

She and Nita watched Marigold nestle against Nala’s pelt.

“I love you, Nana.” Marigold said.

Nala’s expression softened.

“I love you both very much.” Nala said.

Nita pressed herself against Nala’s pelt.

“I need to ask you something.” Nita said.

“What is it, sweetheart?” Nala prompted.

“Do I still have your support?” Nita asked.

Nala nodded.

“You always have, and you always will.” Nala said.

“What about me?” Marigold asked.

“You have it too, darling.” Nala said.

She rubbed a paw against Mari’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.

“I caught a galago.” Kia said.

“That’s great, Kia.” Kenai said warmly.

Bemba rubbed a paw against Kia’s cheek.

“I’m very proud of you and Belee.” Bemba said.

“Thanks, Grandma.” Kia said.

Kenai leaned over, and nuzzled Kia’s cheek.

“I’m proud of you too.” Kenai said.

“I love you, Kenai.” Kia said.

“I love you too.” Kenai said.