[HopelessOutsider]

Username:
~{FireWarrior}~
Pup number:
The divine number two
Pip's name :
Niśāna
Meaning Scar in Hindi, because of her scar on her eye
Theme song:
Titanium - David Guetta
Birth Date:
April 12, year is Unknown
Her Quotes

Better to have no friends and be trusted than to have one and be hated.
- Quoted by me

Don't hope to much or your heart may be broken .
- By me

Personality:
Her personality is hard, yet has worm and cold things.The dark side- cold, dreary, dusty, embarrassed and scanty, yet so loveable, she deep-set desire for the power, and quick-tempered. The light side - Lovable, kind, fun, humerus, respectful, nice.
She is generally good, and funny but tens to be serious and quick-tempered. She is one strong fighter and hates Kronadors, because what one of them did to her father. She is also very protective to her family and would die to save them.
Strengths:
Shadows
Brush
Weakness:
Kronadors
Light places
Story/Histoy:
READ HERE!
Armour Design:

A good set of iron with a small bit of titanium.
Pure blue silk under armor.
Broken Kronador tooth in the open spot on the shoulder.
A fine cut Kronador mane running down her back.
Artwork:
Stroy peace.

Above is my art, all, even the back ground! Don't take unless I give it two the winner{And I will}.

Above is mine two, It will go to the winner!

Why do you want this pup?:
She speaks to me! I love her, her amazing dark coat two!

[Skookum]

TUO

Username:
Specs
Pup number:
4
Pup's name:
Tuo (Two-oh)
Personality:
Tuo is very caring and loves to help out every chance he gets. At night he likes
to look at he moon and the stars and observes the world around him. He can be stubborn
at times and he likes to play around. He is very protective especially around the ones he loves.
Sometimes he loses his temper when he gets very mad and it can become bad at times
but he usually holds it in. When he gets upset he likes to sulk by himself but sometimes he
likes it when he is shown sympathy. He likes getting attention from others and likes to show
off sometimes.
Story/Histoy:
He wandered the dark world around him looking for a home he could call his own. He had been through so much in his short life, his parents had went out one night when he was about a month old and had never returned. He always wondered if they didn't want him anymore and just left him by himself, or maybe something bad had happened to them like maybe a Kronador had gotten them. He hoped they hadn't abondoned him but at the same time he didn't want them to have been killed either. Maybe he was better off to be left to fend for himself, maybe he would find a new home with wolves that would always protect him no matter what. He stumbled over his tired legs landing in the dirt, he hadn't eaten in a long time and needed to get nutrition fast. He wasn't quite used to being outside of the huge sparkling cave which he had been raised in and everything in this new world looked so unfamiliar and different. He stood their helpless and cold, he didn't know what to do and he was very vulnerable in the state he was in. He howled and wailed for help as loud as his little lungs would allow until he was too tired to even stand anymore.
He layed down and waited for someone to answer his call, he heard a faint howl in the distance and he rose to let them know where he was but nothing would come out. He tried desperately to howl but he just couldn't. He layed back down feeling hopeless and on the brink of death. He could hear someone walking towards him with light footsteps, he was tempted to run thinking it was a Kronador but he couldn't. The footsteps came closer and he saw a big wolf emerge from the trees approaching him. The strange wolf loomed over him looking down on him with love in her eyes. "It's alright little one, don't be frightened." She spoke with a soft voice calming his fears and luring him into sleep. He went limp when the Fae picked him up with giant but gentle jaws.
WIP
Armour Design:
WIP need help drawing
Artwork:
CODE: SELECT ALL
By Darry

[Alaska.]

This is a wonderful litter :3 I can't wait to see all the forms!

[Tisha-Nick]

Please Read: With Marching band, and I got Sick I wasnt able to finish the second part of my story and add the rest of my art.

Username:
Tisha-Nick

Pup number:
Number Two

Pup Name:
Irmalinda

Nickname:
Irma

Name of Organ:
IRMALINDA: Old German name composed of the elements irmen "entire, whole" and lint "soft, tender," hence "entirely gentle."

Reason Behind Naming:

Well, many reasons, My family came from Germany and I was scrolling through some names and looking around the WOI and I saw this lovely gal<3
The reason for such a long name? Because I like what the name means and it fits Her perfect in my eyes. Gentle, Soft and Whole. Irma never likes to lose faith.

How Did She become Lost:
Well Irma grew up with her two parents and four siblings. She had a normal starting life, But what happened?
Irma mother was killed by Kronadors in a battle.
Her father than took more responsibly of his pups
But nothing was ever the same for Irma and her siblings, Losing there mother was hard.

Irma father become very ill and lost memory to certent part of his brain and made him go crazy. Which he ended up killing most of his pups. Only Irma and her sister got away from the ragging father and where saved by Eskadai and Vouno
Her sister died weeks later from tramatation and stopped eating.


Now Irma will only speak to her parents, Who she truly trusts.


Gender:
Female/Girl/Fae

Age:
Irmalinda Is a Pup

Birth Date:
8/15/2012

Birthstone Color
August Gemstone: Peridot, Sardonyx
August Birthstone Color: Pale Green

Orientation:
Straight
Irma would need a brute the opposite of her. Someone to protect her and make her feel safe for once.

Appearance:
Coat
Irma coat is thick fur to help keep her protected from the winters she loves.
Is texture is smooth and poofy easy to get around in and can easily run almost anything in her fur.
Build
Slender and Long
This helps Irma with her speed and agility to run
She can be sneaky with it but sometimes it doesnt help her because of her longer tail
Weight
106.7 pounds. Just the right size from Irma
Height
(From Ground to Shoulder) 3 feet and 9 inches. Irma is just above average height as is considered between a normal sized pup and a tall lanky leg pup. Irma loves her long legs and is happy with her height

Likes:
Running
Sleeping in the snow
Any colors (But some)
Minty smells
Roses
Pine Tree smell
Jade Vine
Koki’o
Rain

Dislikes:
Hot Summer days

Strengths:
Running- Irma is a true born runner. Her long tail helps her keep balance and speed as she runs and turns sharp corners. Her lungs and heart are also Irma advance in the running.
Tracking- Irma got a a amazing smell.

Weakness:
Hunting- Irma has never been a good hunter. Her skills in the hunting is the tracking of an animal and the swift running to make it tired, But Irma strength to take the animal down she doesnt have that much of. So when Irma goes hunting with the pack she is the one to find the prey and to keep it near her pack members. (When she can start hunting with the pack)
Speaking- After Irma tragic life when she was saved from her father, She rarlely speaks to anyone because she is a afraid to be hurt again.

Favorites:
Color- Likes all colors but Pink and Yellow
Food- Anything she can eat that taste good
Weather- Cold, Breezy winters or days.
Tempature- 69-80 F
Season- Winter and Fall
Number- 87
Scent- The rainy after or before smell. Also she likes a Sweet minty smell

Family/Friends:
Mother- Tamberea (Died)
Father- Akakios (Died)
Sisters- Deceased
Brothers- Deceased
Adopted Mother- Eskadai Owned By Deadly Nightshade
Adopted Father- Vouno Owned By -Kiley-
Friends- Her adopted Parents and the other pups
Enemies- None

Personality:
Positive Traits
Determined
When She sets her mind to something...She does it no matter who or what gets in her way.
She likes to achieve things and this personality trait helps her alot as no matter how hard it gets Irma will do it in any way she sees fit to achieve her goals in life.

Adaptable
Irma has always been adaptable with her surroundings, It has coming handy to her as she has always been in a rough spot. If something tragic or something changes she will then adapt to what is new to her.
It might seem that it is easy for her , but its not, Irma goes through a whole process to change.

Independent
Irma only depends on herself. She trust her adopted parents but is afraid that something might happen to them as it did to her parents and then she be alone again.
She teaches herself how to live in Isket and wants no help from others.
Irma will hardly except help from others unless she sees it fit to have help.

Trustworthy
Irma someone you can put your trust into.
Negative Traits
Nervous
Irma is very alert. After what happened to her Irma is always thinking of something bad that can happen or what will happened. Her mind never slows down she thinks and she is always thinking of things that could happened.
Stubborn
She can very aggressive stubborn. When she wants something, Irma will do almost anything to get what she wants.
Irma doesn't try to show her aggressive stubborn side, But its something she got from her parents and she isnt to fond of this personality trait, but she has learned to live with it.

Story/Histoy:


First Hunting lesson...Is this what she wants to do?
The pure white snow covered the world of Isket. Its deep bright sun beat down as ever animal was gone in sight. The wind blew lightly as a rabbit started to pooping its head from its burrow. The dark brow scraggly rabbit moved his head back and forth looking for any sight of predators.
Irma crawled quickly towards the rabbit, she was about two feet behind it, she flexed her muscles as her Dad had tought her and lightly swished her tail around the cold ground. Thinking for a moment she then pushed off with her hind legs leaping towards the rabbit climbing from its burrow.
Irma wasn't quick enough for the little rabbit, it had heard her coming and bounced away before She landed on it.
"Almost had it!" Irma grumbled as she lifted her head and shakes her the snow off her face.
A large figured appared behind her, "Irma the rabbit knew you where coming, you where to loud." he spoke to her in a sturn but gentle tone.
Irma had pinned her ears back and looked back behind her at her large, broad, protector, "Sorry daddy Vouno!" she whimpers sadly is she had failed him.
"Its ok Irmalinda " he gentle licked her head and sat down next to her "what you need to do Irma, is lightly walk in the snow and don't press your full weight into a step."
"What do you mean daddy Vouno?" Irma tilted her head confused
Vouno had taken a deep breath then sighed. Looking up from Irma gaze her looked around for another rabbit to pop up. Crouching down he slowly crawled away from Irma and creep up behind another rabbit. He would stopped each time the rabbit lifted his head, but when it would look down he would then start stalking the rabbit again. When he was a foot away from it, he pushed him self taking a running leap as he landed on the rabbit sightly stunning it. Vouno then took the rabbit in his powerful jaws killing it.
Irma was amazed! She lept from her sit, running to him. "Daddy Vouno that was amazing!" she yipped with joy as she stopped infront of him.
Vouno dropped the rabbit as Irma sniffed its deep body.
"Come on, lessons are over now...." He paused for a bit then thought. "Lets go find Eskadai." Vouno picked the rabbit back up turned around to the east side woods and starts to walked towards them.
Irma trails him as he leads her to the den.

30 Minutes later

"Mommy Eskadai " Irma bounds into the den " daddy caught a rabbit for us!" She leaps on the lean, gentle fae and digs her head into Eskadai long fluffy fur. " daddy Vouno did a splen-splen....."
Vounvo chuckled and helped Irma finish the word. "Splendid, Job." he nudged the dead rabbit towards Irma and Eskadai
"and Irma also did a wonderful job on her first hunting lesson."
"Well, Im glad!" Eskadai spoke looking down at Irma,her eyes just light up with happiness. "your turning into a fine young lady." she nuzzled Irma.

"Daddy Vouno?"

"Yes, Dear?"

"Can we try another lesson please?"

Vouno looked at his mate "Is that ok Eskadai?"

Eskadai nods and finishes eating the rabbit.

"YEA!" Irma jumps up and runs out of the den. "Lets go Daddy Vouno!"

Vouno got up quickly "Im coming, Im coming." He chukled. "Slow down!" before leaving he licked his mate head and smiled. "We will be back later."


Second Hunting lesson, Irma decides she doesnt like hunting...But tracking.

The deep musk smell of the elk herd filled Irma nostrils. It exited her to smell something so alive, and fresh!
It had started to snow again and she sat there beside her father.
"Irma, I want you to sit here, Smell the woods around you and see if you can spot where they are.."
Irma closed her eyes and took in a big whiff, she smelt the herd again, fresh fallen snow, her father's sent and the tree's faint smell.
"The elk herd is west, 8 miles where we sit..." Irma took in another whiff and opened her eyes. "and there moving towards the east." She looks up at her father.
"Very good...But you forgot one thing."
Irma pinned her ears back confused.



Armour Design:
Darry created the Armor, But Iv also told her some tweaks Id like to it. So I wish for the tweaks to be a surprise If I get her.
So Some things will change and be added.

With Color and Stuff, Still no edits..Want to be a suprise for the rest/newly added stuff!

Head and Back
Tail
Legs
Artwork:
By Rocky

By Me


Others

Blood Type
Irma has A+ the second most common blood type


Favorite Quotes

Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.
Abraham Lincoln

A friend is one who has the same enemies as you have.
Abraham Lincoln

In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost

We can't plan life. All we can do is be available for it.
Lauryn Hill

I've failed over and over and over again in my life and that is why I succeed.
Michael Jordan

Try not to become a man of success, but rather try to become a man of value.
Albert Einstein

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
Mahatma Gandhi

The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise. It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us.
Ashley Montagu

[Starlight109]

-withdraw-
-goodluck to all, this is a nice litter but none are for me. maybe the next ones :3-

[.|| KenzieBoo5 ||.]

.|| Username ||.
.||CupCake||.



" I don't really know who I am anymore "

.|| Pup number ||.
Lost Pup # 4

.|| Pup's name ||.
Razi
{ Rah - Zee }

.|| Name Meaning ||.
" secret or my secret "

.|| Nicknames ||.
Zi
Since his name is so short, he prefers to just be called Razi.

.|| Gender ||.
Brute / Male / Masculine

.|| D.O.B ||.
Decemeber 16 2011

.|| Age ||.
8 - 9 months old

.|| Parents ||.
||Mother||
Satinka
Deceased

|| Father ||
Domn
Unknown

.|| Siblings ||.
Tank - Brother
Fairi - Sister
Where a bouts unknown



" Under this mask lies untold secrets "

.|| Personality ||.
Razi may seem dark in appearance but deep down, he's a gentle soul that's broken. Nothing can seem to go his way. In an important battle between life and death, his mind may be in the fight but his heart is not. One moment he does great, the next he just looses it and that can cause a wound to appear. His mind tends to be in the right place when in dire need. Training is what he loves. The kronadors took what meant most to him, so when it means he can fight one, he will fight to the end. Loosing isn't an option for this pup. He was a born fighter and fights till the end. But funny enough, he doesn't like taking the life of others. Every one has a second chance, so if they blow it then their life can be taken in one way or another. Razi believes that, but he also doesn't considering he has had many chances. Besides being ready for a battle every minute, this pup can actually be quite lazy too. Whenever sleep is available, he'll take it without a complaint. But when he is needed for training, it will take an army to wake him up and once that happens he will be ready. 

If there isn't a day that Razi is needed, he will just go out and find a spot amongst the rocky caves and find the highest point to look among the stars. His mother taught him that the highest most ruled warriors live there once their souls vanish. He believes that his family is their now, and wants to join them soon. But he only will do that by becoming a strong minded warrior that protects his pack along with the land of Isket. This pup never socializes. It takes too much time to get to know someone, and if he does fall for that person, then it will cloud his mind when it's needed. He lives and breaths for battle. Training and defeating the enemy that took his precious gem.

Deep inside that hard shell of him that breaths battle, he can be fun and super sweet. That includes him socializing and that is hard for him. He just has a hard time finding the right words to say to another. If someone can break that barrier he holds up around his heart, then expect a different Razi. He will start to play and romp around, trying to instigate a little fight that's harmful. It can annoy many for he likes to use his teeth and use them well. His bite is stronger than his bark.

.|| Likes ||.
- Shadows/Darkness
- Night
- Walking in the woods
- Wrestiling
- Rain
- Training
- Sleeping
- Star gazing
- Not talking or saying too much

.|| Dislikes ||.
- Hunting
- Actual Fighting
- Being told what to do
- Silence
- Too much noise
- Being woken up
- Light/Sun
- Company
- Getting lost



" Don't dwell in the past they say, but what if it's my past that is my future? "

.|| Story ||.

White ghost that never returned
----

A deep purple colored fae with lighter purple accents, known as Satinka, laid in her den for the evening hours. A pure white brute, known as Domn, laid near the entrance, guarding his mate while she prepared to slumber for the night. A pack didn't claim these two wolves for they were rouges. Many attempts were made to find a home, but none were found. All that was heard were the melodies of crickets and maybe the flutter of butter birds that flown by, but all was silent in Isket. That was until the Satinka's stomached flamed in pain. This fae was pregnant, and was due anytime. Catching the sounds of disturbance of his mate,  Domn retired from his guarding to check on her, catching the look of distress all over her face once he made it to her nest. Rushing to her side and letting her lean against his large body as he laid by her, Domn let mother nature take its corse.

Hours passed and sounds of whimpers filled the small cave den where the couple lied. Satinka birthed three beautiful, healthy pups. They may not look strong now, for they were hours old, but she knew that they would be strong warriors in the near future. Domn looked down at his progeny with pride of producing such a strong litter. Past litters were unsuccessful and so to have this one so alive was a blessing. "Beautiful, just beautiful!" He whispered to his mate with excitement. He immediately got up and headed towards the outside, giving his mate and pups a quick kiss in farewell before heading out to catch a meal. Satinka stayed and let herself rest after doing what she did, her pups suckling their first milk before they too retired for the night as well.

Waking up early and taking up the role as a new mom, Satinka groomed the pups and pressed them close to her stomach to feed. Each one showing off their parents traits. Two males, one female. The female was white as snow with purple accent markings and a long luscious tail. Larger than his siblings, the first male was mostly dark purple with white accent markings and the same long tail as his sister. Last and smaller than the rest was, as we come to know, Razi. He had a perfect mix of his mother's dark and light purple markings, with his fathers white accenting his body and a normal tail also like his father. Speaking of which, where was Domn? His mate noticed he never returned. Hours passed the last time he was seen, but no sight or sound was made as she peeked outside the den. She prayed that he wasn't hurt for she couldn't do anything at this point. "Warrior, where have you gone?" Whining in distress of possibly loosing her mate, Tink focused on keeping the pups well fed and cared for as she cleaned up her nest. All the while wishing for her warrior to return home.

She had no idea, that her wish would not come.

First training
----

The pups, now 4 months old, where preparing for their first training lesson. Their father would have taken the job, but he still has not returned from that day they were born. Satinka let them know of his where a bouts and kept the truth open. It was hard for the family to keep going after such a loss, but it has also brought them closer together. Lined up and standing proud, each pup took their turn showing what they could do. Tank, the biggest used his strength to tackle his mother and deliver a few blows before he made the final kill move. Next was Fairi, and being the only female she was downed upon by her brothers in not being able to fight. Proving them wrong, little Fairi pounced on her mother and delivered several bites before her mother surrendered. 

Razi was next. Satinka always got emotional seeing her youngest son. His eyes were that bright green that Domn had and Razi had that fiesty attitude as well. When he stepped up to her, she smiled softly at him before bowing her head and crouching down low. Razi stayed tall, scanning his mother with now expression on his face. Waiting for that first move, his mother jumped at him and he simply ran under her and grabbed her long tail. Pulling with all his might, the petite pup let his mother scramble to get free before he lunged at her neck once she whipped around to knock him off. Satinka yelped as she fell back in surprise. Razi held onto her neck fluff a bit longer before releasing and walking off with pride. His mother smiled widely at her pups for what they accomplished in their first day of training, giving each a bow of respect before heading off to the den. "Good day my younglings! Your father would be proud of the warriors you are becoming." She was especially proud of Razi. His future looked bright in becoming a warrior of Isket.

A mother's last hope
----

Months have passed and the pups were reaching 6 months of age. They were soon to start battling their own fights with prey that their mother has caught. It wasn't close to the real deal, but they still had time to improve. Going out into the woods to fetch the prey, Satinka left Tank to watch his sister while she brought Razi along. Stubbornly the pup didn't want to and sauntered about as he trailed his mother. "This is so not fair." He grumbled under his breath. Even if it meant he would train after this, he hated hunting. Period. Stepping to the side, Razi watched with open eyes as Satinka stalked a lone fawn. The mother must of went off in the distance and left the fawn to hide for safety, an easy target for predators. Tink took that chance and pounced on the fawn in the tall grass, grasping its neck and crushing its wind pipe. It wailed in agony but soon its last breath lifted from its mouth. Razi came bounding up to his mother to investigate the kill, while she sat to clean off herself. 

With sudden speed, Satinka twisted her head from each angel with upright ears. Something was coming towards them at high speeds. She guessed it might be the mother of the fawn, and so she picked up her kill and moved off into the brush. Barreling into the tall grasses of Isket came the mother of the fawn, her eyes wide and mouth agape as she panted while her legs carried her at top speed. Razi and his mother watched in wonder. Was something chasing the deer? If so, then what? The trees from afar seemed to move away from their intruder as the ground shook with each thunderous stride of the oncoming beast. Satinka pushed Razi back as she stood guard for whatever was to come. "get low and stay there!" She ushered to her son sternly and without question. "Mother? Wh-What's that smell?" Razi asked as he hunkered down in the foliage and let his nose scent the air for the owner of the musky, death like smell. It couldn't be the fawn for he knew the smell of death and blood. This was different. Roaring with a mighty vengeance came the beast causing the earth to shake; a Kronador. Razi has heard stories of the beast who fought with the warriors of Isket and poisoned the lands with their vile of death. But hearing was to believing as he saw the massive green reptilian creature stand before his mother as it stopped suddenly. 

She was staring into the eyes of the creature that her mate has fought for years, her own family doing the same when she was younger. It never has come down to herself and a Kronador before, so this was new and quite frightening. Shell shocked and not knowing what to do, the she wolf simply crouched low and snarled at the beast in warning. If it attacked her pup, she would fight. Otherwise she would run off without a protest. Didn't seem like she would go that easily. Stalking with stealth and watching the wolf in front of him, the Kronador waited to strike. Cat and mouse. Who would strike first? Satinka surely didn't want to, so she stepped back and few steps, hitting her tail along Razi to move along as well. He didn't argue as he slipped back from the beast, but his eyes wanted to see more of it. Spotting the slight movement in the brush the Kronador lunges at Satinka with bared fangs and open claws. The force of the impact brought Razi's mother down as she tried to get back up quickly, being knocked down again and pinned. "Ra-Razi!!" upon hearing his name frantically voiced, he began to race out of woods and to home. The way his mother taught him in time of need. 

But as he ran away, his mind heart told him to go back, while his mind said stay forward. Razi didn't know what to do, but he was certain he couldn't leave his mother behind. Ignoring her orders, the pup spun around and dashed back to where the deadly dance was taking place. Not being far off, Razi made it but not at the right time. Satinka's life was about to be taken as she clawed at the Kronador who towered over her. Its teeth glistening like deadly weapons as they went to strike the fae's neck in finality. A dalima was at stake here. Should he stay and attempt to put his training to the test, or run home like a coward. He went for what he thought was what his father would do. Fight till you know you've won. Razi crouched low and slithered through the brush towards the beast. His moves silent as he made it to the tail before he launched himself towards it with teeth bared. Latching himself to the tail of the Kronador, he was whipped and thrashed about but not yet thrown. Roaring out in annoyance of being interrupted by a mindless pup, the Kronador spun off his victim and swiped his clawed hand at the pest on his tail, sending it flying off.

Now he wanted to end Razi's life before his mother's, so no more distractions were available. The young pup hit a tree as he was smacked away from his prey. His face was scratched and his body now bruised, but still in tact. With hesitation, he pulled himself off the ground but was again knocked down and crushed beneath the powerful hold of the kronador's reptile like hand. Thrashing with all his might and whining in distress, Razi was helpless. Satinka laid battered and beaten a few feet away, her breathing labored by her decreasing amount of blood that her side oozed out. But her body reacted at the sound of her pup's cries of help. With every ounce of strength she had, the young mother ran off towards the scene. What she saw made her heart stop. "Razi!" She howled as she lunged at the beast that held her baby down. Razi's opponent turned towards Satinka's direction before being pushed to the ground so suddenly. Razi scrambled free while he could, rushing to a safe patch of overgrown brush, and watching his mother fight for her life. And the she did. Scratching, biting, and tearing, Satinka let all her sorrows propel her to end this beast's life to possibly took her mate and now almost her pup. Grabbing on to the neck with death defying force, she bit down to end the life of death itself. Kronador down, Satinka up. But not for long.

"Mom!!" Razi wailed as he saw his mother fall from her attacker without a sound. He looked upon her battered body and saw numerous wounds that just oozed her life away. Her breathing was declining and her heart was loosing hope as her pup laid by her side till the night's end.

Saviors
----

Morning after all hell broke loose yesturday, Razi looked upon his mother who lied broken. Her life officially ended after a night of struggle to stay alive for her family. It took everything he had to leave his mother's side and find his siblings. But her heart couldn't bare it. So he fell back to sleep, curled against his mother's stomach like he did every night before.

Soraya, accompanied by several warriors were out into the woods to patrol the lands. It was her will of wanting to keep the pack safe that led her to lead this group and look for any stragglers or enemies. What she didn't know was that she was to encounter a young warrior to be who lost everything he knew. The potent smell of blood and death rang in the air as Soraya ordered some of the warriors to check out the premisses, while she went off towards the main area of the smell. A fawn's lifeless body was found, which was going to be the meal of Razi's family. Tracking the blood trail, she spotted a body of a Kronador. Immediately the warriors with her went to the body to make sure it was dead. Soraya soon followed behind after the assurance of the body's classification. She too checked the body before she caught the body of a wolf next to it. Clearly it was dead too, by the amount of blood and gore so she went to pay her respects. But she didn't expect to find a pup's body as well. Bending her nose towards the small frame to see if it too was dead, she jerked back in surprise as Razi's ears twitched. "We have a survivor!" The leader cried as she nuzzled the pups body to wake it. Receiving a few growls of protest before Razi opened his electric green eyes to see the face of a warrior in full armor staring at him.

"Shh, it's okay young one. It is I, Chief Soraya. I bid you no harm." Her voice soothed the ruffled pup as he stood up to look at the she wolf and her small clan. These were the warriors he has grown to learn about. Standing before him was a Ultimate Alfa! He bowed with respect, receiving a chuckle from Soraya. "No need for that. Tell me, what is your name and why are you here?" Razi didn't know what to do but stare. He was in shock of all that has happened from the night before and now this. "I-I, um, am Razi." He stammered before continuing on. "I'm here on behalf of my mother. She has fallen from battle." Was all he said before he looked around him to his mother's still body. Tears stung his eyes but never fell as he blinked them back. Feeling another presence close by him, Razi acknowledged it with only a flick of his ear. "I can assure you that she has done well, even if the outcome was dark." Soraya's angelic voice whispered with sentiment as she nuzzeled Razi gently before turning towards her pack. After fighting the urge to stay by his mother's side, Razi faced Soraya with a tall stance and serious face. "Would you be willing to take in an orphan?" He announced to the armored warriors. Soraya looked over her shoulder at the pup, a loving smile on her muzzle. "We could always use another warrior." She said as she began padding along, Razi following quickly behind with a small smile.



" Never go by the looks, because there's more inside that tells a bigger story. "

.|| Armour Design ||.
.||Rough Sketch of Armour Design ||.
I based this armour off of stars. With his pelt being shades of purple, he reminded me of the night and so I wanted to incorperate that into this design.

If i were to win, I would gladly love help in designing his final armour.

.|| Artwork ||.
.||Gazing among the stars ||.
.||Sketchy Razi ||.

I would have done more, but I didn't have enough time to make more with school and the deadline.

[Mozzie]

I will be tryin out.
-Reserved-

[sodafarts]

Possibly trying out for #4 :3

Reserving the name...idk yet :B

[Novva]

Good luck everyone! I can't wait to see all the forms ^^ maybe my Namine can make some more friends seeing that they will be her age ^^

[Agent Shark]

Username:
Snowstar1

Pup number:
Lost Pup 2

Pup's name:
Nivira

Meaning Of The Name:
Nivira (Ni-vear-a) Means 'Silent' I do not know the Exact Language though.

Why You chose it:
Nivira is Not a Name you can search for and just find. It is My Slitly Alterd Form Of 'Nivar' Which is a Boy's name. I Liked It, But it didn't have the right...The Right Tune I guess. I Alter and Make up different names to Get that sertin 'Sound' I like with a said design. I Guess its another odd Quirk of mine.

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Friendly
Nivira is very friendly towards others. She Likes making Friends, But she is careful about it. She never lets herself get to close, for fear that it might all be taken away, just like her siblings and mother had been.

Easly Frustrated
Becuase of her inability to Speak, she always tried to Get things right. She quickly Gets frustrated after a Second try at what ever she is atempting to do

Protective
After watching all of her siblings die and not being able to save them has made her very Protective over Friends.

Reserved
While She is Friendly, Niv is extreamly Reserved about her past. She always trys not to cry in front of others, Buts it is always easy to tell when she is upset becuase she seems to try and stay away from the others, or she tries to find a Place to hide.

Likes:

Warmth
Warmth makes her feel safe. She hates geting Cold becuase it makes her feel like her life is drifting away like it had the Night she had gotten her Scars.

Sound
Even Though She can't Speak, She hates complet and utter silence, unless its inportaint to stay silent. The Silence makes her feel Like somthing Bad is going to Happen. Even If it is just The sound of the breeze on her ears, or the swaying grass, it makes her happier.

Rain
While She Hates Rain itself, She likes The sound, and The smell before and After it rains.

Dislikes:

Rain
She just doesn't Like geting wet.

Story/Histoy:
The story is quite long, Three Pages to be exact. I'll Be posting it on My DA
Link
It May not Look Like Three Pages, But It is.
(Blazer and I are Good Friends, I Hopes It ok that we Intertwined our Stories ^^")[/i]

Armour Designs:

Armor
(Lines by Rakkun)
This Is what I have Come Up with so far. Not Exactly Happy with it Though. If I Win her I'll Re-do to something I'm more happy with.


Artwork:

Blazer Let me Color hers In.
ilu Bro <3


"Memmories"