Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp.
Sitting under the shade of a tree, Kyle, who was with Miley, wasting their time together right beside the cave entrance, looked up at the colorful sparrow that perched on the tree branch.
"Our time has come." Kyle gave the final kiss on top of Miley's head. He rose steadily.
Miley stood up next to him. Her round eyes watched Kyle with a worried expression. She lifted her hand and brushed her fingers around Kyle's face. The plump lips were bitten gently, and her expression had worsened.
Kyle brought Miley inside his embrace and breathed out low. "I'll be okay." The smiling face that was constant on his face loosened up.
"Will you? Can I trust you?" Miley returned the hug by wrapping her arms around Kyle.
"Yes, you can. I have had enough training. My sister taught me many beneficial moves. I am confident that I will win." He took both Miley's arms and caressed them. "I'll bring victory. Trust me!"
