Chapter 1

This is a story of a pack of creatures, so rare that no one has never laid eyes upon one. When you do see one, you want to find it again and show it to the world. But they are hidden from the world and no one knows where they live. Some say if you look hard enough you can see them in the sky-

Whoa! Hold on, you can't trust a human to tell the story of my pack. Let the wolf who started it all tell you.

In the beginning of time there lived millions of werewolves that roamed the face of the earth before any other creature that came to the earth. We, werewolves, are a proud race. We are the height of a full-grown human male. We're faster than any other animal and are as strong. We can jump up on our hind legs to make us look even taller. Our roars came be heard through out the whole galaxy. Werewolves are just like wolves, only bigger and meaner. Our pups look like normal wolves. We can also live forever.

There's just one thing about my pack. But let me start from when I was born. I was born in the middle of a cold wet winter. A rough snowstorm was taking place of my birth and my best friend. I was the only one born, alive. My coat was as black as the night in a new moon and icy blue eyes. I looked like a normal wolf but something happen as I grew older. Before I opened my eyes for the first time, my parents saw something, two large bumps growing on my back.

Same was for my best friend, his name was Jay. He had a rusty brown coat and amber eyes. We grew up to love each other more than just friends, but that's later in my story. Anyway back to the large bumps, our parents grew worried. We were not like the other puppies, they thought it just because rocks from the cave ceiling fell on bodies. As time moved on, the bumps grew bigger and bigger. Jay and I thought they were cool. We soon noticed feathers began to come upon. The matter became so serious, the leader of our pack had to send us away. He sent us to a place where wolves like us.

Wolves came in all kinds of colors and had the wings of birds. We even met wolves that use to be apart of our pack. They explained that everyone here were born with the wings of birds. We were sent out of here because we were different from the other werewolves. From that day on, I grew upset how our pack just cast us out. So Jay and I grew up there, away from the packs. During that time, I planned and planned to get everyone out of here. I was now two years old and I became the leader of the winged werewolves.

Today was the day of all days. I got the news that would get to a new place, somewhere where we really belong. I came running to Jay, my second command. "Jay! Jay! I have the best news in the history of big news!"

Jay looked up at me from the nap I woke him from. His eyes were barely open. "What's up, honey?" See I told you we grew to love each other more than just friends.

"I found it. The home for the Wing Pack. It's perfect, it's great, it's on Arus."

"Arus?" His voice filled with question. "I've heard of that planet. Home of Voltron, right?"

"Bingo."

"Why do we need to go there? The packs protect where they live, how are we going to protect some place with a robot as tall as, or maybe even taller, than a redwood."

"We're going to protect the planet because Voltron works all over the universe and they can't be there all the time."

"Where are we going to live?"

"Remember how we learned that we can walk on clouds? How we could live on them?" He nodded. "That's how we protect. Wing Pack is now and forever ever more, the Guardians of the Skies."

"How about we just change our name?"

"Sure. What did you have in mind?"

"Sky Pack, Guardians of the Sky."

"How rude."

He snorted a laugh as we ran to tell the pack. So that is the start of Sky Pack. We moved to Arus and have been living there since, protecting the people and the skies. But now I have a pack to care for and eight humans are too close to finding our secret. What are you going to do?