It is short... "whistle while feeding my bunnies..." Feeds my crossbreed... I am working on that slowly... no progress... so here is Skulker! Enjoy!
Skulker: PV
Predator. It is my title, and my way of life.
I possess the best of everything. Weapons and armor. Prizes and trophies.
It is pride but I accept it as my way of life. It is my code to pursue the weak for their goods. I am a robber. I steal life and pride.
Mine is superior, and all others that are weaker are game. Game is made to be hunted. The thrill of a capture excites me. To me all this is good. To many, my good is their despair.
What if one day the tables turned? A cloud descends above me. A laugh echoes through my soul. My soul shakes with fear, but I show no fear. I am stubborn. I stand my ground to face it, but there is no hope.
I would become the cursed word. For those who I hunt will laugh and scorn. To dig out my undesired secrets, to abuse and torture me. Revelations and mockery. No more would I be at the top of society.
The fearful become feared. The lame gain unnatural strength. My world shakes and flips around.
To keep my place, I put on a show. I gain and upgrade, to hold my title strong.
Because dedication seems to determine my place in an ever changing world.
I feel like another short. Here is a look on the teacher side... Mr. Lancer! After him, I think the last one I will do for tonight will be Cujo... because I want to save all the good ones for last XD Until then,
Chow! : )