Oh my god *dies* Wild you better keep an eye on this beauty, or I may just swipe her! Stunning, absolutely stunning <333

Thanks mirage

Might have to get a breeding from her if I can XP

Username: Lemur-Flight
Equid's Name: Charlotte
Gender: Mare
Age: 3
Height: 14 hh
Your theory:

Well, it couldn't be due to a predator because those scars don't look like those from predators; for one thing, the scars on her leg are too horizontal for that. The scars on her body look like maybe she got caught in barbed wire and pulled herself out, a barb or two dragging for a bit before she was loose. Maybe the scars came from a stupid human who was trying to claim her as their own in the wrong ways. Or perhaps she had been owned by a human but they misused her and her abuse/ neglect led to those scars.

Username: Foxtrot101
Equid's Name: Sapling
Gender: Mare
Age: 3 years
Height: 14 hh
Your theory:
Sapling was very young when it all happened, something that would change the way she would look. She was simply playing with one of the other young equids too close to the edge of what seemed to be a simple cliff. She had placed one of her hooves in the wrong spot and that area gave way, taking her down with it. She managed to walk away with a few deep gashes on the left side of her body. One day she came to find out that they would never fully heal over.

Username: Kiboeume
Equid's Name: Cleffal
Gender: Mare
Age: 3 Years
Height: 14 hh
Your theory: How Cleffal got her scars:
She galloped through the forest, her hooves beating at the ground and dirt flying up behind her. Shadows danced in the dim light on the trees. The branches and vines whipped at her sides and her face. She went faster until it was like she was flying. The growl rose again behind her, turning into a piercing howl. She closed her eyes tightly and galloped as fast as she could. Her hoof clipped a root sticking out of the ground and she fell down in a heap. She couldn't move. The panting got closer until she could see it's shadow. It was a wolf - a very large wolf - she stared at it in horror. It slashed at her with it's sharp teeth, making a gash on her side. She blacked out. In the morning, the wolf was gone.

I've always wanted one of these! <33

Owner: JustABadDream
Equid Name: Dusty
Equid Age: 4 years
Riddle Answer: And egg
Where the riddle is from: Spyro!! <3

Haha that is easy! And I LOVE that game. Not to interested in the design though :s Good luck to whoever gets him!

Sorry, I edited my form to add a name. c: when I was little I was at a horse camp and I rode a horse that somewhat looked like him? Like the same colors. His name was Dusty. He was the best horse ever<3

wyhferdcnwedjvnjdvdanncjdzxklcaijcdjcvsdhvuasdfvdhivjsaklndskcvxc YES JUST YES!!
IT DOSE"NT SPARKLE!!! YAY!!!

C: okay well if the others agree he is yours!

The others agree I can have him <3
COME HERE HANDSOME!! *Huggles till it's daylight*

Username: Toxic Wolf
Name of Pawlet: Greskar (Pumpkin in norwegian)
Link to Adoption Fee:
Have you read the Rules?: Yupp

I AM SO EXCITED OMG THANK YOU AMIGO AND THANK YOU ARDELIS!

IM GONNA GO EXPLODE WITH JOY NOW ANS TRY TO COME UP WITH AN AWESOME NAME!

Oh... my... goodness that's one gorgeous baby! <3

Ohmygosh she's beautiful! Would you be willing to breed once (if) I get a male equid?

Name: Sandstorm
Poetry:
Running in the desert,
Across the giant waves of sand,
Here I will be,
Untill the Hot sun takes it's final breath on this land I call my home.

Naww hes a baby :3

I nuuu Isnt he so cyoot? <3

Yuuuuush ;u; I shall maek him a sister :3

i want to chase the rainbow draft! YES
username: RainbowDash111
random number: 111

i want to chase the rainbow draft!
username: Crazy
random number: 5

RainbowDash111 wrote: i want to chase the rainbow draft! YES
username: RainbowDash111
random number: 111

p1877a & Crazy wrote: i want to chase the rainbow draft!
username: Crazy
random number: 5

Owner: Shenan_the_cat
Name: Appela
Show me a picture of a striped animal:
I just couldn't help but post this:

It's a zebra frog!

bump, amazing oxirie

thanks!

I AM SHOWERED BY EQUIDS AND THIS BOY IS GLORIOUS!

*hugs Amigo*

I don't know what else to say. <333 This foal is really special to me, so thank you for doing such a wonderful job on him.

Could you put down his name as Roperi, please?

So much love

Name: Purple Soda
Personality: Duh, Loves grape soda! He has eaten so much that the coloring as turned him purple!(like flamingos) Crazy for soda,
you have to keep an eye on him, he'll do anything for soda;but he prefers grape.
What do you think of whenever you see him?: Soda...the night sky(before I read this)

You may have him ^^ thanks for entering.

bump<3

Name : Tosogare (Dusk in Japanese, phonetically speaking)
Gender : Male

Name: Twilight (Twi)
Gender: female

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Personality:
Art: [can be anything like art, story, poem etc.][This is NOT required]

Res maybe!


So amazing!!

Username: Gerbil_Love
Number of DLs I Own:0,she will be my first
User(s) who will vouch for me:i dont really know
I plan to name him/her: October
Personality Desired: October is a curious deerlion,also very hyper,she loves candy,especially candycorn!
Accessories(optional): None,she is beautiful the way she is
Art Of This DL:(optional, but helps)
CREDIT TO TALISKA.FOR LINES AND HAIR!

oooooh I like

Username:Wolf_Bringer_1999 (Wolfy or Wolf for short)
Number of DLs I Own:I'm trying out for one, but until they release the winner, I think I have 0 ^^"
User(s) who will vouch for me: I don't know...
I plan to name him/her: Mosaic
Personality Desired:
Mosaic is a fun-loving sort of Deer Lion, and often gets into trouble. One day he was walking around on Halloween and suddenly got knocked out. When he woke up, he was a bit disfigured. Realizing what happened, he grabbed bandages and put them around his wounds. Most of his old friends don't know it's him, and Mosaic kind of likes it that way. He values people that see through his imperfections, and often keeps his lil' stuffed animal near him.
Accessories(optional): A stuffed Bat plushie
Art Of This DL:(optional, but helps) Tried but it looked like a mutant llama so I didnt post it...

It's a boy, look at the horns

Apache...! She is beautiful!!! When I saw her, my first uttered word was "Wow..." SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!!!! I WILL be trying for her! I didn't know what I was looking for in a WoI till I saw her. She's my dream WoI.

~Willow

Merokok Kebakaran(merow-ohcoke kee-back-areen)("smoke fire")

Her colors made me think of a fire, and what comes with fire? Smoke! So I went to google, translate and typed in "smoke fire" and finally found Merokok Kebakaran. I thought it was perfect for her colors and design. Her firey orange base with the layer of gray on her back was perfect for her name. The name was simple, but looked complex, exactaly like her design. I fell in love with name just like a fell in love with her.

Merokok
Mero

Female

I saw it and though nothing of a male and when I see it, and I still don't. All I see is female and that's all I will ever see. Win or lose.

To others:
Merokok is quiet and doesn't speak much. She is very secrative and outside-ish with rarely anything nice to say. She is not one to compliment others, but to point out their mistakes and make them improve upon it. Most call her lazy because they often see her laying around instead of doing work, though she is one of the hardest working WoI. She likes to spend hours alone thinking on how she can improve her hunting and fighting techniques and often goes back to her den with cuts, scrapes, and bruises covering her body. She has always dreamed of being able to mentor a trainee and pass on her knowlege and skill. Merokok can be brutal and insensative, not caring about what others feel; only the fact that they need to improve upon something. She is occasinally open minded, but only on very good days, which is probably once a month or less. She is likely one of the most loyal warriors there are. Mero is often times rude to her peers and elders, though she doesn't do it purposely.





When alone:
Merokok is very picky on who she wants to attempt to befried; this is because of her overall personality. She is a hard worker and very persistant. She is loyal in every way, and tries to find ways to help her fellow warriors. She likes to draw heroic pictures of other WoI, including herself, in the dust with her claws. She isn't what you'd call a happy WoI and often sits on a hill while the sun is setting and thinks about her "haunted" past. Mero doesn't like to think about the fact that she was lied to as a child and tells the truth, always. Merokok isn't the wolf they make her out to be.

Well, I saw her and an insensitive, perfectionist, complex personality began to unfold before my eyes. She got my wheels turning in no way any other WoI had. I knew she had to have a sad story and a sour personality to level out her beauty, which is why I chose this as her "displeasing" personality.

No. 1

I sat stock still while Luxyrus proceded to show me how to do something she had previously finished explaining to me. The still silence was broken as Luxyrus hit the ground with a thud.

"Lux, you missed the landing, according to your description." I snorted, not particulerly caring if she was ok, only wanting to learn the move.

"I can see that." she barked, getting to her paws and shaking the dust from her fur. "Lets see if you can do it."

I nodded and got to my paws. I padded to the center of the dusty, empty clearing with a snort and bowed, tensing every mucle in my hind legs preparing for my strike.

"Good posture, Merokok. Your balance is near perfection. Now, lets see how well you do on the attack and landing." Luxyrus smiled.

I grinned and lept In with full force, which sent me slamming into the nearest branch. I fell to the ground with a solid thud. In silent pain, I got to my paws and shook myself, ignoring the twing of pain in my paw. I padded up to Luxyrus, who was snickering at my failure to even get the leap correct.

Frowning, I sat down and though it over. Where did T get it wrong? Luxyrus said I'd gotten the poture correct, and that my balance was superbe. How did I miss it? Then it hit me, I'd pushed off with too much force, thus causing me to hit the branch. Which I might add was entirly too low. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind.

"Luxyrus, I think I need some time to myself to think this through." I barked, my head hung low in disappoinment.

"Ok." she smiled at me, "Don't give up, I know you can get it right."

"Yeah right..." I muttered as she padded away, the blueish grass swallowing her.

Once she was out of ear shot, I began my more rigorus self training. I bowed, tenced, and lept bout twenty times brfore my paw wouldn't let me get anymore in, so I gave up and began to, for the first time, waits my time. I drew heroic looking pictures of me and Luxyrus an the dust. That made me smile. I lept around the clearing, ignoring my pain and pracitcing harder and harder. I had to learn this. I had to make Luxyrus proud. I'm gonna leave ya hangin' here. *evil face*


No. 2

Bitter air stung right through the wolf’s coat. Her paw pads burned and scraped in shards of ice and compacted snow. If she didn’t find shelter soon, the wolf was sure to die; and so would her young.

This bronze colored fae faught all of her exhaustion and pain to find a safe place to bring pups into the world; however, she felt no one would make it to survival on this biting winter evening.

Finally, the wolf a desolate tree. The bark was white and glistened blue from the moonlight. An odd tree, she thought to herself before howling in deep pain. The fae collapsed at the foot of the tree and began the next… and final chapter of her journey.
One by one, four pups were born. By the time the final male entered the universe, the new mother had not an once of strength left, not even to wash her babies. The only thing she could do was wrap them up in her frost-bitten tail and listen to their gums chatter and their hairless pelts shiver.

A few minutes pass and the mother begins regaining her strength. The thought of her children lifted her spirits enough to open her eyes again. She looked at the pups, all four of them; but only three could look back at her. The youngest male had died of cold and it seemed as if his body was colder than the snow itself.

The mother tried and tried to revive the boy, nudging and licking for almost an hour. She gave up… she had to. For she still had three pups left… no… two.

The mother wrapped her entire body around the final pups, doing what she could to protect them. She felt every quiver and monitored them intently. However, the mother’s soul could not handle the fact that she now had only one pup remaining. The mother wolf, licking her last daughter’s muzzle, had passed away then.

The young girl held on for dear life. She wanted to live, to see the world for what it really was. She was most certainly a fighter.

Her body nearly froze, and she nearly ended up like her siblings. She would have felt her body being lifted if it werent for her numbed skin. A big male wolf laid the child on his back and wrapped his tail around her tightly. “We don’t want you dying on us, do we, girl?” he spoke silently to the wolf pup.

The baby wolf opened her eyes slowly and stared at the colorful walls surrounding her. This was the first time she saw anything but white. She jumped slightly when she heard loud, thumping footsteps near her ears.

“I will call you Merokok.” he said to her. He was a big, gray wolf with intricate markings down his back that seemed to fade at his tail. “I will take care of you.” his voice was gruff but soothing.

Several years pass and Merokok was able to explore the territory. She knew many pups her age and heard stories of Kronadors and her ancestors. However, she knew nothing of what this land was or what other warriors roamed the other territories of Isket. The big, gray wolf stood beside the orange-brown Merokok and asked her to listen as well as she could. With large eyes, Merokok heard him.

“I want you to know everything you should now.” he began, fallowing with the explanation: “It is my job to tell you about the Warriors of Isket, your own land, and the truth about me.”

“Okay daddy! What is it!?” Merokok was pleased that she would have more knowledge to spread around her land.

“I am not your father, Merokok. I found you when you were born, after your mother died. Your father was killed by the Kronadors long before your birth. He was a great, wise wolf with a coat of pure white.” he told her, somewhat unhappily.

Merokok nearly cried at the news. She always thought this smokey gray wolf was her daddy; but now she felt lied to.

“Also, Merokok, we are not the only wolves here. This is the land of the unknown. There is another place were warriors train and live far from here.” he looked stern “Do not try to find it. You’ll get eaten alive, girl!”
Merokok looked at the rainbow-ish walls of her den. “Whats it like where the warriors are?”

“I don’t know, but its much different than it is here.”

Merokok left the den with her tail sunk low. Her bright, excited and playful personally seemed as if it now darkened. As if she was a completely different wolf. Her ‘father’, the one she looked up to, was nothing more than a normal wolf. She couldn’t bare the thought. She turned to look at her marvelous geode cave. The glimmering reds and blues and puples shone brightly in the sunlight, and the dull outsides of the caves complimented it dearly. She didn’t want to say good bye, but this was it. Merokok had to find the warriors’ territory. To fight the Kronadors who killed her father and to stand for her mother’s strength and bravery before her death. Merokok dissappeared into the forest and left her own home and territory.

No. 1
Through the snow
A Wolf did wonder
A pelt of gold and grey and yellow
Lonesome and Lost
Without a home
The wolf did wonder
Lost in the Snow

Spring is here
There's new life
But the wolf still wonders
Still searching for what she can call home
Her pelt all tangled and dusty
A mess and filthy
Yet the wolf wonders
Caring not that spring is here

Blueish grasses and tall red mountains
Swallow the land of Warriors
The wolf, half dead
Knew this was home
Hungry and tired
She did flop down
In the land of Isket
The home of Warriors

With the end of these stories and specifically this poem, begins the present.

No. 2
Cold and Fragle just like Glass
A Heart can Break into pieces
And with no friendly wamrth,
I grows colder till it's Stone

Still ans silent like the Snow
Air and fracture into sound
With nothing to hush such a noise
It remains constant and Loud

Hate and Fear like the Darkness
Cannot leave unless brought to the light
It remains a horrible thing
And like a stain it never leaves

This poem was describeing how Mero felt when her "father" told her thr truth and how she has mentaly reacted.

Fighting; to become strong, making up for her weakened mother
Teaching(has its limits); to carry on her strength
the Truth; because she was lied to in the past
Stories; to fuel her creativity for battle styles
Being Alone; to think of how she can improve
Training; to become useful
Quiet; for a good studying environment
Learning; to maximize her limits
Doodling; to pass the loneliness
Thinking; to learn her mistakes
Quick learners; for less aggrevation and time
Watching the sunset; the only thing that compares to her own beauty
Working; to fuel her energy
Night; to end the pain for the day
Stars; for all the lies she never told
Moon; to light the hopeless path
Clouds; to carry her when she falls
Wind; to blow away her enemies

Not working; laziness gets you nowhere
Slow learners; dont spend time on those who cant comprehend
Day; lets her see her fears
Lots of noise; she cannot focus
the fact that she's easily annoyed; with patience comes friends
lying; do not do to others what you do not want done to you
Sun; do not light what is already lit
Bright lights; she doesnt like others seeing her anger

One-X (full album) by Three Days Grace

Merokok Kebakaran was born during a snowstorm in early January. The winter was long and rough that year and she was the only one of her family to live through it.
Exact date of birth:
January 3
1:41 PM

American Zodiac:
Capricorn
The most serious of zodiac signs in existance, and very independant and hardworking traits. They gather strength to control their inner emotions and feelings.
Chinese Zodiac:
Rabbit (PRAY FOOD for WoI!) XD
This animal of the zodiac requires close bonds with friends and family to keep thier sanity. They enjoy learning about other places and problems amongst groups. They also enjoy being at home and being organized.
Navit American Zodiac:
Goose
The goose must set goals and manage the impossible for its own personal self. They are extremely competitive and, when around friends, often show their true kindness.

Day of Borth Stone:
Amethyst+Iodestone
Traition Birth Stone:
Garnet
Tropical Birth Stone:
Ruby

Carnation

Working-she gets down to buisness and keeps her mind on what must be done. She does not fool around and enjoys getting praised for hard labor. This also fuel her lust for training.
Helping others succed-she does not want to see any weak warriors die like her mother did. She wants a world where life can be given without harm and fear.

She hates herself for her foul tempered personality and that's why she pushes herself to train so hard. She tries to make up for what she does wrong.
Being lied to-she always thought her father was alive and living with her. Once the secret was revealed, she never again wanted to hear a false statement.
Always having the feeling that she has to tell the truth-to make up for her 'father' and his lies.

Being lied to; her ;father' was the last person she wanted to hear a lie from.
Rejection; life is bad now. She cannot bare the thought of someone disowning her.
Those close to her dying; the few friends she has cannot be replaced or substituted.
Others finding out her past and deepest, darkest secrets; in fear of rejection or looked down upon or pitied.

Smell
She can't choose between the smell of fresh fallen rain and the smell of trees.
Color:
Her favorit color is pastel mint green.
Place:
Her favortie place is alone on a hill at sunset.
Object
Her favorite object is a tooth her "father" gave her. He claimed it was her mother's tooth.
Song:
Happy Girl- Martina McBride

I hardly ever forget a character, even if I forget many other things. I charish each and every one and make them real in mind and often begin to speak to them, though nothing's there. I have worked hard for the first WoI I tried for, back when I was kinda new. I ended up getting third, which fueled my detumination to get one, knowing I had the ability to at least place was oxygen to my fire of detuminantion. I have admired and watched for a WoI that struck my fancy as much as or more than the first, and when I saw her, that was it. I told myself I needed to pour everything into this. Which is what I've done, and I will not be done till the end of the contest.

When I saw her, my heart skipped beats multipule times. The colors were all I needed to see to be drawn in. She reminded me of carefree days of playing outside and being a kid, and those are my favorite memories. The beautiful white markings under eyes and tail reminded me of the freedom I had while the grey told me of my limits as a child. The design looked like what we all want: freedom, justis, and acceptance. I knew she was my dream WoI, and that was that.

Her colors mix well, yet stand out and draw you in. Her simple design told me a story, and I could relate to the unknown, unseen story. The colors contain my favorite natural colors and my favorite color in general. Drawing her is like bringing a dream to life, like bringing the best dream to life and making it your own. Making it apart of you, apart of your everything. I've always said that if I could draw what I see in my head I'd be an artist, and that what she makes me feel. She is everything I see in my head and more.

Hmph Thanks Darry!
Howl Thanks Darry!
Rawr Thanks Darry!
Origonal
With Armour Concept
Better View of Armour
I am Sitting here.
The Stars Each Lie I Never Told. That's What They Told Me.
I'm Safe Daddy

Thanks Siriro

Thanks Siriro

Different types:

Big Wolf with long ears and a long fluffy tail.
Big wolf with normal ears and a long tail.
Big wolf with noraml ears and a normal (round ended) tail
Big wolf with short ears and a curled tail.

Dens:
The Dens appear to be normal caves but once inside it's a huge network of rooms and tunnels. The dens are kept in the redish Mountans that are made of special minerals that will not erode away easily. The warriors chose this high barren mountain scape to be their home so that they could easily see any intruders coming their way.

The Unknown:
Next to the Ur-Woi´s there are ''Lost WoI'' who split on Isket (woi territory and hidden parts in Kronador Territory).These lost WoI are named The Unknown, because nobody of the WoI know anything of them. The only things they know are that the Unknown are ex-members of the first Ur -WoI in Isket ( why they split was an Death Secret). But they must breed and still life because always young pups walking atound Isket who aren´t from the WoI pack. (Pound pups and Teenies). But these young WoI always can´t explain something about The Unknown because they are to young or shocked, so that they mostly forget their past.

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MMEEEEE

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[b]Name:[/b] Imar
[b]Owner:[/b] DarkBlue
[b]Gender:[/b] Buck
[b]Age:[/b] 6
[b]Height[/b] 16,3

Amg ;A;
I want this so bad x3

Love it Neara! <33

I'm so jealous right now

My god he/she is stunning!

username: wildherb
name: Alonatenger
gender: Female
personality: hyper
art(optional but helps):

username: Shenan_the_cat
name: Pizazz
gender: Female
personality: Pizazz is just full of pizazz. She's lively, going against snail stereotype, and can go any where and every where; unless it's up a wall because her vertical climbing skills aren't the best. She can be quite noisy and loves to joke around, some times taking the joke too far but never meaning any harm by it. Pizazz loves to party, hence the noisy, and loves to hang out with friends in the vegetable patch and have fun. I'd say she's just a bundle of fun.
art(optional but helps):

username:BLACKPATCH
name:fuzzy
gender:male
personality: happy and fun!
art(optional but helps): Don't know how to paste artwork

He's yours!

Gladly accepted this Karroona is yours