Fallen for a girl,
fell down from the sky.
halo around her head, feathers in our bed

IT'S SACRILEGE!

((I'm trying a new style of writing for Skully, so bear with me xD))

I watch from the distance, I always watch everything from a distance, not because I'm scared god's no, just because I am curious to see how others interact, how they manage to create such strong bonds that I have never been able to create. Except with Beowulf, and only cause we are brothers in arms. I am huge, you see me and think "my lord that's a behemouth of a creature!" Many have called me a monster in the past, their words hurt me to the very core because I know that I'm not this monster they all believe me to be. But time has taught me that they are insignificant in the middle of the bigger picture. They do not understand who or what I am. They don't take the time to understand either, which was what used to hurt the most. I have given up on them, wolves, I do not care if they spew hatred filled words towards me, words are not what is ment to hurt, teeth and claws, these rip and tear flesh, these are what harm in the world and I have been aiming to prove this fact to them.

I am behind a bush right now, slightly to the fore front but far enough behind that I am well hidden, I know that my scent might not be. It is that wretched time of year, when females grow musky and males do not heed their brains signals and use only their lower bits. Bits I do not obtain. Bits I wish desperately that I had instead of the one's I have now. Cursed female parts. My body was born a female but my mind has always been that of a male orientation, this is why they call me monster. They do not understand how I yern to be a male, how I do not wish to be a female. I have spent years bulking myself up, I look every inch the warrior that should hold high status within a pack, I was raised to be an assassin, but now I am nothing but a harmful guard puppy to these gypsies. Would pack life ever call me back? I doubt it would.

Alice seems to have halted at the edge of this pack-land and releasing a bark, it was friendly, I do not know what her reasons are for coming here but I know that I will stay here with her, make sure that she is safe. Though I wonder who is watching whome at some points in time. She is ready for the meeting, I decide it is time to move forwards. My busty frame is cloaked in a blanket of slate gray, dark as the night but not black, over this I have my name sake marking a skull cap, it graces the top of my nose and hovers over my eyes with the dark slate gray ringing my pale lime-green eyes. The same light gray flows down my chest from my chin and lays across my underbelly. Scars litter my body telling of the trying times I have had, not all have been from protecting my packmates, many of them are from such packmates that do not understand what is me. What is Skully.

Paws take me to her side, I stand firmly in place, my shoulders square to my big body, I look more man that woman that is for sure but this unmistakeable musk flows from me and I know that I will not go un-noticed this season. My right ear cocks, for it is on the side that Alice is on. A smile, pained though it looks reaches across my face, snaggle tooth on the left side shows more prominently than before as my left ear twitches some. It is missing a good three quarters of it's bulk from a fight just before I'd come to this land. Following in the foot steps of my brother Beowulf. I do not speak, there is no need for words right now. This is Alice's thing, she is the one who speaks with good words. I am not capable of such things.