Today was the day. Today was the day that I would find myself a pack, that I would settle down and try to start a life. Guarding a non-existant thing was not useful to keeping me in a fit state of body and mind, so there for I have choosen to not watch out for the rag-tag team of gypsies. Perhaps in future, once I have found a suitable mate for myself then perhaps I shall look into the Gyspies once again. I was fond of the little gang but their disappearence did not bother me in the least. I would simply move on like I always do and find another pack that would need my help. Whatever that may be. I was a fairly robust female, standing at 40 inches tall and a very thick 202 pounds, I'm stocky but tall, making me more for busting chops than for stealth.

Beowulf and I had always been a good team in that regard, and I'd probably look for that again when I look for a mate of some sort but for now my plans are wide open in that regard. First and fore-most, I needed a place to stay and though I didn't care for pack lands in general, I had stumbled across the mountain pass as a home some time ago and looked at it again as a much more perminent residence. I made my way to the boarder of Spirane and let my strong masculine voice flow on the breeze. It would be strange for anyone coming to investigate me. For I smell like no female, I have been blessed some how with this invisible scent gland making it almost impossible for me to breed, which was all the better since I didn't want no male coming around and trying to mount me. He'd get a face full of teeth that's for sure.

Along with the scent, my actuall bodily appearence, my voice is more masculine than it should be, it's deeper in tone and all together, from a distance I appear very much like any other huge male out there. I'm of a faded black though with a lighter gray skull marking that hangs just over my face with various cracks and fissures in the markings. Black spots float within the fur next to my left ear which so happens to have been halved off part way down. My chest and belly has some of the same light gray on it and my left leg are dappled one might say with a darker version of the lighter gray. Many scars cover my body, proof of my fighting prowess next to the assassin male that I had teamed up with.

And so I stand, waiting. I do not submit easily though, faded green eyes watch the land with a wisdome beyond my nine years, it is time to settle down, and it is hoped that this will be the place. I did not agree with leadership before, to nice for my liking. But the scents have changed, recently, desterbing as it was, I didn't mind. Time would tell, and with a new scent on the breeze and a new leadership it would only stem to be seen that I wouldn't have to wait long before someone came to see me. Hopefully the alphaess that was here.

Skully - Nine - No mate - No bond - Spirane - Fighter - appearence