[OOC: In my post, I am assuming the setting is modern. If it is not, I can change my post accordingly.]
In a small, barren garden outside the temple, Roan lay nonchalantly on a stone bench. His emerald eyes were gently closed as a pair of black headphones pulsed music into his ears. Beside him, on the granite-blocked ground, resided a white tiger--lying partially curled, its feathered wings raised in a canopy to block the dim sunlight. Feeling a drop of rain spatter against his cheek, Roan opened one eye. Choosing to remain with only one eye opened, the youth removed one arm from behind his head to slide his headphones to his shoulders.
"Byakko."
The djinn remained still--only its ears twitching with an involuntary attentiveness. Raising his free hand to catch a raindrop, the magician stated, "The tournament has begun. It is time we found our first opponent."
Still Byakko did not move. Disregarding his djinn's seeming lack of interest, Roan raised himself into a sitting position before finally standing. As he started to walk toward the nearest temple entrance, Byakko began to stir. First stretching its wings, the white tiger slowly stood. Without a sound, the djinn shook rainwater from first its feathers then its fur. And, folding its wings, it then turned to follow its master.
