Wukong, The monkey king, Sat at his throne in his throne room. He analyzed every one that attended his ball as Wukong was looking for someone special to be at his side, to become his queen or king..Wukong doesn’t judge

“..hmm..” Wukong hums as his eyes scanned every person, his ginger fur slightly ruffled as he was seated on his throne. Wukongs tail flicking about and his golden eyes slightly shining, him in kingly armor and golden items on him. wukongs monkey servants at his side.