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I do not own metal fight beyblade
A person's soul can hold many things. What does your's hold? A secret, a cherished memory, thoughts and feelings, and even a promise. A soulbound promise...
A young girl, around 11 years old, bowed before a young man, whom was 14. The man had king like clothes on and a golden crown to match, while the girl had clothes that were sorta worn more often than not. The younger had sorta dark brown, her bangs shadowing her eyes from view while the elder had long white hair with a golden clip at the end to make a bunny tail like pony tail and golden eyes, a few strands of his bangs covering his eyes.
The younger stood up probably once she was instructed to do so, her eyes still out of sight. While her clothes weren't the best in the land, she had a necklace only certain people wore, and that was of a silver Chinese dragon on a silver chain, which was a medium length chain. The girl was doing her best to show she wasn't nervous, but it failed. Quietly, she said:
"Why have you called for me, my king?"
The elder twailed a piece of stray hair, humming slightly to himself. He stopped, then open his eyes to look at the younger. He gave a small smile before speaking.
"I heard your one of the best bey whispers in the land, is that correct?" he asked.
"Yes, my king," the younger said, quietly still. "But why you ask me but a poor question when the answer is but well known?"
"I wanted to be but correct, peasant," the elder said. "To see if thy rumors are true."
With a whistle, a guard came in with a purple looking transparent eagle. The younger turned her head to see the eagle, her eyes now shown as brown. She gave a chuckle when she brought her head up, her eyes sparkling happily.
"You have but a fine Aquila, my king," she said with a smile.
"And I would like to keep him fine, I want to know why he won't eat anymore," the elder said.
The younger turned her head back to the elder with her brown eyes. She gave a nod in understandment.
"I understand, my king. I will ask Aquila why he won't eat," she said.
The guard brought the eagle closer to the girl, watching so the eagle wouldn't attack. The girl got a glove and made a motion that th guard should put the eagle on it. The guard did, making sure it was putted on ever so carefully so the girl will not be harmed. The girl moved her arm carefully so she could make some eye contract with it. With a smile, she used her free hand/arm to stroke the eagle's feathers.
"What's wrong, my friend?" She asked in a tone of consirnity.
The eagle gave a few quiet squawks, then rubbed it's beak carefully on her cheek. The girl smiled, then moved her arm holding the eagle away, and turned to the elder.
"He's lonely," she said. "He knew if he but strayed from his normal behavior, he but knew you would call a bey whisper, cause from what he said, he tried to tell you this before, but you did not know what he wanted."
"Is that true, Aquila?"
The eagle flapped his wings mightily and gave a few squawks as he did.
"I am but good mouthed, so I will but exclude some of those words," the younger said. "He said, 'Yes! I am tired of not having but one friend that's a bey!'"
"Hm...Do you have a bey, peasant?" the elder asked.
"But of course, my king," the girl said.
The girl gave a whistle, and a purple transparent lion walked in. The lion saw the eagle and gave a mighty roar, like as if it was saying 'mine!' The eagle squawked back with equally as much might, as if it was trying to stand it's ground. The girl chuckled at the sence and letted the eagle fly towards the lion. The lion laid down and letted the eagle rub itself on him. The lion gave a soft growling, as if saying it liked the eagle.
"Maybe..." the elder went.
"What is it, my king?" the younger asked.
"Maybe we can be friends as well," the king went.
The younger did a bow in of excellent manner.
"I will be but honored to be thy's friend," she said softly.
Me: once again experimenting, it seems
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-Fan person