The Lion Guard: A Close Kinship

It was a peaceful day in the Pridelands.

The Lion Guard was patrolling Nyani Grove.

"How's Basi?" Kion asked.

"He's fine." Beshte 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.

Kion cleared his throat.

"I have to go. Kovu wants to see me." He said.

Fuli nodded.

Kion turned, and bounded off.

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

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

"Hi Kovu." Kion said.

Kovu's expression softened.

"Hi Kion." He said.

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

"How was your patrol?" Kovu asked.

"It was fine." Kion answered.

He pressed himself against Kovu's pelt.

"I love you." Kion said.

"I love you too." Kovu purred.

He rubbed a paw against Kion's cheek.

"I'm proud to have you as my brother." He said.

"Thanks, Kovu." Kion 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 love you, Simba.” Nala said.

“I love you too.” Simba answered.