King Henry's Stereotypes

if the wakandians were not so protective of their young ones, King Henry’s eagle would have had a meal almost every day. His fierce looking eyes stared down at you when you pass by, a thick, silky coat of feathers surround him,
Always he is strong and sly. It’s crowbar like beak. The heavy wings make it look like the bird is a non flight bird, but lucky for the young ones...it has been locked in a thick, cage made by Argus, the local blacksmith. One of the most mysterious blokes in town though, no body has seen his face under that protective mask of his. His blowtorch is laughing as it destroys his biggest enemy...the metal.

“Come on-n-n-n Thomas get up, we have to go to aunts house, get-t-t-t-t up-p-p”
“Okay, okay. For gods sake mum, shut