The Lion Guard: Fatherly Kindness

It was a beautiful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Kilio Valley.

"How's Maple?" Bunga asked.

"She's fine." Fuli 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." Fuli said.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I have to go. Dad wants to see me." Kion said.

Fuli nodded.

"Have a good time." She said warmly.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

When he reached Pride Rock, he saw Simba settled down outside the den.

Kion padded forward, and stretched to nuzzle Simba's cheek.

"Hi Dad." Kion said.

Simba's expression softened.

"Hi Kion." He said.

Kion crawled into Simba's paws, and nestled against him.

"Did you have a good patrol?" Simba asked.

Kion nodded.

He pressed himself against Simba's pelt.

"I love you, Dad." He said.

"I love you too." Simba purred.

He rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"You've grown up so much." Simba said.

"I'll always be your baby." Kion said.

Simba nodded.

"Nothing can change that." He said warmly.

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.