She frowned a bit, thinking. Her right foot tapped the ground a couple of times as she thought, soon the taps became A Familiar beat that her mom used to sing to her with. Her ear twitched as she monentairely taken into a memory.
The memory starts when Bee was a little girl, about 6 or 5 and she was a small thing, her wings barely having came in yet and her eyes bright and playful. Her mother, who was a beautiful bee hybrid with the usual black and yellow stripes a Bee always has. Her mother was humming Bee a soft song that she often sane to her while her father, A wolf hellhound hybrid, was playing a small Guitar, they where both smiling at their little daughter, the second creature born in this place, this city. Nightlight city.
There where now only about 5 people who where born in this place, all of them where treated like royalty because they enter got to see the wonderful, horrifying human realm, but Bee, the special little girl she was. Was gifted with the task to protect the key to the human realm, she was marked with the task at age 10. Her parents dying when she was only 15. Which in why she got her first bodyguard. Zi. Zi was always one who never wanted to play or do anything Bee liked so she got another bodyguard, who wad just plane rude to her.
Bee finally found a way to entertain herself and others, so she began to sing, quickly becoming the most popular singer in the whole city, she was liked by almost everyone. Of course there where those who always booed for. For what reason she never knew. And she never found out. Many people tried to harm or kill her during her shows. And that's how her bodyguard, Ritcher, had passed away. Defending her.
She snapped back into the present, she wasn't gone long, probably a minute or two. Her foot tapping stopped as she looked at Whisper. "Hmm, I guess I can work that out, but you will never, absolutely Never touch this key, understand?" She almost snarled, her tail and mane red, she actually looked scary