The Lion Guard: Pula's Pride

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Chakula Plains.

"How's Ma?" Beshte asked.

"She's fine." Bunga answered.

He 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." Fuli said warmly.

Kion pressed his muzzle against Fuli's cheek.

"I love you." Kion said quietly.

Fuli's expression softened.

"I love you too." She said.

Meanwhile, Pula had met up with Nita and Marigold inside Kora and Vitani's cave.

They were settled down amongst the moss.

"How was the hunt?" Nita asked.

"It was fine." Pula answered.

She and Nita watched Mari nestle against her.

"I love you, Pula." Marigold said.

Pula's expression softened.

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

Nita pressed herself against Pula's pelt.

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

“What is it?” Pula prompted.

"Are you proud of me?" Nita asked.

Pula nodded.

"I always will be." She said.

"What about me?" Mari asked.

"I'm proud of you too." Pula 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.

"It was fine." Nala answered.

She leaned over, and nuzzled Simba's cheek.

"I'm glad the training is going well." Simba said.

Nala nodded.

"Belee and Kia are very talented." She said.

Simba's expression softened.

"I never had any doubt." He said warmly.

"Neither have I" Nala said.