You and him were in a tribe that was of phoenix that can form into humans in command. You, could turn into a beautiful phoenix. Your type of phoenixes were rare to get so your tribe made you the king/queen. Jack, your childhood friend, loved you but never really said anything. Today was the traditional dance. Everyone in the tribe had to turn into their phoenix forms for the dance. Jack, also turned into his phoenix form. He was a beautiful color of pearl white. His wingtips and tail tip were dark ash rose. He was taller than the female phoenixes since that’s how all the male phoenixes were. Female phoenixes were smaller than the males. He was flying in place. He looked around when he saw you.

“So…Beautiful…”

He thought as he looked at you…He was mesmerized of how beautiful you looked like in your phoenix form