Another entry.

Yeah, my eyes hurt from looking at it, nevermind creating it. O___o

His legs are meant to look like Café Bombón when it is presented, the dark brown becomes coffee bean spots.

just a test and an example. I've never done a competition before. I wanted to see if my lines worked. >_>

This particular character is named Ace. Copyright Me obviously.

i am proud of this! i really like it!!

Name: nakaila
Gender: female
Rank: fighter
Personality: she is mean but is also sweet.she loves to pick a fight.
History: she is just a basic wolf with anger problems.
Mate: if your up for the job.
Crush: impress me!
Other: nothing really. ○3○

My Entry! The brown and caramal tones reflect the coffee/java aspect, and the hunter green and her necklace are for Starbucks! The swirls on her legs and nose are to resemble steam. I hope you like her! :3

My entry a normal arctic fox

My entry

ok i am so tired

will work later



EDIT: Finally done! would have been done sooner but i had to baby sit

Stripes and colors still in WIP.

Name: Iskyra
Age (at most 400): 170
Gender: Female
Element: Ice
Personality: As her element, Iskyra has an icy attitude with a tongue as sharp as her claws. She is a fearsome sight to behold when angered, but nevertheless, she is extremely loyal and brave. She never backs down from a fight, whether it be with words or claws. Her coat is beautiful, white with a silvery sheen that captures the attention of nearly all males she meets. She enjoys the attention, but never has accepted a mate. She is extremly powerful for her age. She's smart, too, and that is the reason why she wins most of her battles.
Attacks: Icicle Incision (A fatal bite to the neck or leg. It sends an incredibly painful cold poison up the veins, and without immediate treatment, will certainly result in death, as the blood cells freeze over, stopping the heart and killing the animal), Ice Slash (A slash from the claws, which burn with icy power, and when the claws meet flesh, the ice sticks inside the wound, unmelting. The only way to heal it is if Iskyra herself uses her Frozen Breath), Frozen Breath (A healing power, breathe on a wound to freeze it. The ice has healing properties. Iskyra rarely uses this power, as she prefers fighting over healing. If a comrade is in mortal danger, however, she will ignore her pride and help him/her), WIP
Armor type (silver, gold or bronze): Silver
Special Ability: WIP
Story: WIP

Desper. It was really fun to make!!

I was going to enter but now i am not cuz` i just realized that kavik and kinta have the exact same COLORS exept kavik has red and kinta has purple.

lololol some random doggehhh!<3
too lazy to erase some junk out of the lines.. xD
well, seems simple to me. But i didnt want mine to be the same as everyone elses.
>:D
YAAAAY DIVERSITY.

Well, here's my entry.

Yep, this is my entry, though I think I went a liiittle crazy with the neon. Hope you like it!

This is my Kitty Entry! I tried to make a good design without using the colors you said but I usually use those colors so.... I used purple, yellow, white, green, and black instead!
I hope you like it!

magenta kitty with purple accents. hope you like.

It's a chubby tabby and it's cute!!!

This is an entry!!

This is my pretty pony strolling on the beach... lol entry!! i think it turned out. sorry for the terrible back ground.... lol might edit it later... hope you like it!

***EDIT*** Is that better? I personally like it this way better.

Well I'd be screaming too if some girl started a fire!!

Here ya go! Hope you like it! I added some shading! I kinda like how she turned out. Background doesnt count right? Cuz this one sucks... But i like how the horse turned out!
~Desi

I really liked working on this and I hope you enjoy it.

The chinese symbol means Strength

hope u like him

YA HOPE U LIKE IT

*Skull reference*
Name:Shamir
Gender:Male
Age:25
Tribe:Yami
Rank:Soldier
Personality:Shamir is very cold toward others. He used to be a gently soul when he was younger, but as he grew the others would pick on him, until he turned ruthless like them. All the torture from the others showed him that you can only care for yourself and never rely on another. His heart is now as hard as stone.
Main Element:Rock
Art of Your Wolf:

Brief (or not) History:WIP
*Skull is from a big cat that he killed to protect himself when he was younger, the feather is from his first kill when he got older.*

I remember it as if it was only yesterday.....

It was a cold night, my mother had just left a little bit ago to get us some dinner. She told us pups to stay in the den because she smelled a feline prowling around outside. I didnt listen though, since I was a lot more curious than my siblings. I crept out of the cave, looking all around me, I didnt see anything to fear. Smirking I walked out further, until I came upon a tree that was a foot from the den. Stopping at the tree, I decided to play with a bug that I found. I wouldn't hurt it, much, I used to be gentler a few years ago..but that just caused my sibblings to laugh at me, so now I pretend I am a lot tougher than I really am. As I knelt down to get ready to pounce on the bug, I hear footsteps not far from me on my right. Thinking that it was my mother coming back to check up on us, I turn around to run into the den, but instead of making it, a huge paw with sharp claws flings me through the air. I lay there stunned...what could have done that? As my vision became clear I noticed it was not my mother at all, but a large type of cat. I knew I had to do something or I would loose my life. So I took a deep breath and summoned all the courage I could before standing up, my poor legs protested, but I kept lifting myself up. This cause the cat to smirk at me as it moved forward, its leg drawn back to swipe at me again. As it moved to hit me with its paw, I lunge at its leg, digging my teeth in deep. This caused the cat to get angry, and fling its paw. Once the paw moved into the air, I couldnt hold on and went flying, almost hitting my head on the tree. As soon as I landed, I noticed a very large and pointy stick laying next to me. The cat looked like it was going to pounce and kill me...I only had one chance to try. As soon as the cat started to pounce and was almost on top of me, I grabbed the stick and used all my strength to lift it up, peircing the cat in the chest, using the cats own body weight to pull the stick all the way through until it was sticking out of its back. I yipped softly as the cat landed with a thud beside me. At that moment my mother really did come home, she was breathing hard, I guess she must heard the cats growling. She looked at the cat and than at me "good job son, lets cut out the skull, and than you can wear that as you get older." she smiled as we both walked to the cat and got my new trophy free.