Beshte the hippo lumbered through the Pridelands, his large body and giant yawning mouth making him an impressive and intimidating sight to behold. Though his appearance was formidable, Beshte's heart was as gentle as a newborn calf's. A member of the elite Lion Guard tasked with protecting the Pridelands, Beshte took his duty very seriously, using his immense size and strength to defend the kingdom and its inhabitants whenever danger threatened. As he walked, Beshte's small eyes scanned the horizon, ever vigilant for any signs of trouble. The Pridelands were in a state of relative peace at the moment, but Beshte knew that could change in an instant. He had to be ready, for the sake of Kion, the Lion Guard's fiercest leader, as well as all the other animals who called this sprawling savanna home. Suddenly, Beshte heard a distressed cry in the distance. Perking up his large ears, he tried to pinpoint the source of the sound. It was coming from the south - the direction of the watering hole. Without hesitation, Beshte broke into a lumbering run, his massive legs pounding against the dusty earth as he raced to see what was wrong.