Thread: The Emporer and the Gaurdian (Shyone x Moon Struck Fox)

It was an exciting day for the Guardian's. The Dragon Clans where all a twitter with excitement as they prepared for a visit from the Emperor's son, the 'Little Prince' as many of the elder Dragon's called him. They had all heard of him of course, they hung on the word of the Royal's eagerly, each Dragon wondering who would be chosen. There where too many Dragons for All of them to be taken in as a Guardian of course, so the Elders who where never Chosen, Taught the younger, how to be smart, strong, and clever. How to protect a human, how to fight, and how to entertain. They where even well trained in the arts of physical pleasure, though every Dragon was a Virgin when they where first Chosen. The Clans had each Chosen the best, and brightest of their Ranks, each hoping that their daughters, or nieces would be Chosen to Serve the Future Emperor. And so, each Dragon of the Clans where gussied up, everyone of an 'available' Age for the Prince where dressed up, flowered up, made certain they where clean, and where told to behave. One of the young Women was the rarest that the Dragon Clan's had seen in centuries... nothing like her had existed in written history. She was a Winged European Dragon , a rare breed in and of themselves. In Dragon's, the Lighter colors where rare, very rare, the lighter the color, the less often you would see them, and this one, was white. Not silver, not Gray, pure, Snow Lily White, and they named her after the Moon. Ming Yue , Beautiful Moon, and it suited her well... but that was not why she was so rare, for there had been white European before... no, she was ultimately rare, because she was both female, and Male. A Futanari, as the Dragon's called her. It was very rare for a Futa to be born in the Dragon Clans, they where lucky to have one every thousand years or so, the Futa where given high honors in the Dragon Clan's, but they understood that Human's did not understand the Honor, and did not expect for the young Ming Yue to be chosen... still, there she was with the others, smiling as she chatted with the other excited women, wearing her face paints and her hair beads like everyone else. The Elder Dragons had their serious doubts about Ming Yue ever being Chosen. The Light colored Dragon's where usually considered bad luck, and the silver, white, and gray Dragons where usually never chosen. They where training Ming Yue for a different job in all honesty. Someday, they hoped she would take the Head of the Dragon... they where hoping she would Lead all of the Imperials, as her great, great Grandmother had. After all, the Clans needed a leader, and Ming Yue was perfect for the job. She was smart, she was brave, and she was fair. She didn't choose sides, and always listened to both halves of the story, no matter who, or what the problem was. Even more than that, she was kind, and it was very difficult to shake her off of her calm, 'happy' state of mind. She was, even now, tugging at another girls shirt, straightening it out, and was informing another that they had something in their teeth. Everyone had to look perfect. There was a sound, a horn, alerting the village of the Dragon's that the Prince had arrived, and they swung the doors open, and all of the Dragon's in their Human forms spilled out into the Great Hall to greet him, all of them bowing to the guards, and to the Prince. The Head Woman stood as the Dragon's where Addressed and she, old and ancient, smiled at them. Welcome! Young Prince, to our home. she spoke, as was right, and proper. there will be no fighting, and we hope that the Prince is pleased with the Chosen that he may select from. that said, the Guardian Trained Females all stood and gathered in the center. The blues, the greens, the reds and browns and even a jet ink black. Ming Yue seamed to shine against all of these darker dragons, drawing attention to her despite her attempts to stand out of the way so the Prince could see 'proper' Dark dragons. of the Chosen, Ming Yue has been chosen to speak for the Clans. the old Dragon spoke, Ming Yue bowing to show that she was who the elder was talking about. She will keep the Chosen in Line, and Help the Prince with his Choice. Ming Yue nodded, blinking, her soft, so very deep eyes glittering with amusement, because she, like everyone else there, knew that she wasn't about to be chosen. if the Prince, or one of you has need for anything, you will bring it to me, and I will have it seen to. Ming Yue promised calmly.