The Lion Guard: Bemba's Pride

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Mizimu Grove.

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

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

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." Beshte said.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I love you." Kion said.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I love you too" Fuli said.

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

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How is Rafiki, Nita?" Bemba asked.

"He's fine. How was the hunt?" Nita answered.

"It went well." Bemba said.

She and Nita watched Mari nestle against her.

"I love you, Bemba." Marigold said.

Bemba's expression softened.

"I love both of you very much." She said.

Nita pressed herself against Bemba's pelt.

"I need to ask you something." She said.

"What is it?" Bemba prompted.

"Are you proud of me?" Nita asked.

Bemba nodded.

"I always have been." Bemba said gently.

"What about me?" Mari asked.

Bemba chuckled.

"I'm proud of you too." She said.

Meanwhile, Simba and Nala had met up at the Meadow.

They were settled down underneath the baobab tree.

"How was the hunt?" Simba asked.

"Kia caught a finch." Nala said.

Simba's expression softened.

"That's wonderful." He said warmly.

"She was very excited about it." Nala purred.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

"I love you." She said.

"I love you too." Simba answered.