[eternalglitch]

These pups sure are cute<3. Oh well, I already have one and don't need another.

[Rohan.]

Congrats!

[tigergirl770]

nvm i decided not to enter maybe next time.

[Ember Sky]

Can you add things to your form? Like personality or so? I've seen people do it, but I don't want to break any rules. Will it make their chance go higher?

[dannydevito]

# of the Pup You want:male pup 5 By TWG
Name:Yuuya
Gender:Male
Why are you Adopting?:i think the design is very nice and i love the colors.
Submit Art:W.i.p
Submit Short Story:Yuuya grew up in a pack he had siblings but one day got lost in the woods. There he cried every night for his pack. Yuuya grew older and traveled many forests he one day found a cave hidden by bushes he then discovered a whole new pack but they were all asleep. He dident want to wake them up but when he had backed up out the cave he stepped on a branch the pack woke up snarling at yuuya but one of the wolves the leader came up. She was a gorgeous female wolf her name was Maora yuuya instantly fell for her. She allowed him in the pack and she would tell him about the pack and hunting grounds and danger. 2 years later yuuya told maora that he fell for her. She smiled and told him she liked him too. Yuuya was happy and became alpha along with maora they had 3 beatiful pups named Shinji Mao and Aki. He then lived happily in the pack till the end.

[MelodiousNocturne]

I hope the little additions I made (Nicknames and meaning of her name) are ok
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# of the Pup You want: 2
Name: Rosalva
Meaning: "rose of dawn"
Nicknames: Ros, Rosa, Rosie
Gender:Female
Why are you Adopting? I always liked the design, armor and all. Plus,I told myself the next time I saw the pups up for adoption, I'd try for one. She just kinda struck me as one that'd fit my personality. Plus, I kinda have a weakness for blind or half-blind characters. I have many of them.

Submit Art: Fail and rushed:
I'll try to do armor later...no promises

Submit Short Story:
Rosalva blinked and turned her head around the cave, the sounds of night filling her young ears. It was dark, but she could still see the faint glimmer of light coming from outside. She loped forward, her short puppy legs stretched out as long as she could get them. Bounding forward, she took a leap towards the soft grass she knew awaited her paws. A mouth closed around her scruff with a soft laugh, "Rosalva, stay inside. It's dangerous out there." Rosalva huffed as she was placed near the other orphaned puppies. Some of them playfully jeered at her, "Hey Rosie, you trying to escape again?" Rosalva growled and trudged off to the back of the cave. They didn't understand. She wanted to feel the wind through her fur, the grass beneath her feet. They babied her because she couldn't see as well as the others. What was the difference? She got around well, if not better than the other pups. She didn't stumble over her own feet and she always knew where things were, even if they were on her bad side. She flopped down with a huff and glared at the others. She'd show them she wasn't weak. With a angry sigh she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

Ros! Rosa dear, come here!" Her mother called in a sweet voice. Rosalva bounded toward her clumsily, she'd only learned to walk a few weeks ago. "Yes mama!" Her father came out of the cave, laughing. "Rosa, where are your siblings?" Several voices piped up almost instantly, "We're over here papa!" Rosalva barely had anytime before she was broadsided by three other hyper, clumsy pups. "Hey! Get off!" she laughed. A rustle from the bushes made both her parents freeze, heads whipping about with fear in their eyes. "Run!" Her father sounded strange, and Rosalva had but just a instant before Her mother snatched her and her siblings and took off. A terrifying roar made Rosalva's fur stand on end, just before something else sent her flying from her mother's mouth with a yelp. She rolled in the grass, her right side hitting a rock. With a pained yelp, she struggled to look around, her vision blurring heavily. Within moments, her world went black.

Rosalva woke with a start, leaping to her feet. It was 'morning', and she rushed to try to get outside before they caught her, again. Soraya was standing at the entrance with a stern, knowing look. "Rooossaaa..." She had that tone that Rosalva knew all too well. Her tail dropped and she ducked her head. "Yes Soraya?" she responded dejectedly, "Rosa, you will be a Warrior of Isket but you have to stop this. We can't train you become better if you sneak out and get yourself caught by a Kronador." Soraya's voice was stern but kind, "Yes Soraya." Soraya laughed softly, "Now then, about training. You should be old enough by now." Soraya turned, and looked out over the grass waving in the breeze. "Come, Rosalva. It's time you learned." Soraya walked away, followed by the bounding Rosalva. The wind fluttered through her fur and the grass tickled her pads. She giggled and trotted behind Soraya, almost stopping in awe at the newest Warriors recieving their armor, "Wow! Would I ever get armor like that?!" Soraya nodded, "All Warriors of Isket have their own unique armor. When you graduate, you will gain yours too." Rosalva stared until she realized Soraya had left. "Hey, wait for me!"

~~Six months later~~

Rosalva snarled at her mock opponent, circling around him. Her hackles raised as she lunged forward, attacking in the ways she'd been trained since she was barely six months old. She was a year now, her mind and body steeled against her past. Her teeth connected with his shoulder, a forceful nip to prevent injury. He shooke her off and they squared off again, sparring under the watchful eyes of the alfas. The point was to pin your opponent, but sometimes the boys got too aggressive. He was one of them. He launched himself at her right side, a piont of what he though was weakness. She danced away, lighter on her feet than the bulky male. He yelped in surprise as he hit the ground rather roughly, looking up to find her standing over him. He launched upward, his head hitting her jaw, knocking her back. They lunged again and again, neither finding much gain. On the last lunge, they clash on their back legs front paws swiping at each other. "All right you two, that's enough." They lept away, panting and glaring at each other. "Very good you two..."

~~Graduation~~
Rosalva sat proudly, much as she'd seen previous graduates do. She had watched every ceremony, envying each and every one that received their armor, knowing she wasn't ready yet. This time though, it was her. She was the one getting her armor along with the other graduates. She almost couldn't contain her excitement. As the others were called she watched in anticipation. The suspense was killing her, but she tried to not show it. As her name was called, she stood, holding her head high and concealing the party that was unleashing in her heart. "Rosalva, despite your weaknesses you have proven yourself to be more than capable at fighting as well as worthy to wear this armor." She looked at everyone staning proudly in their gleaming armor and held her head higher. Other wolves placed her armor on her and she felt like she could fly away. The ceremony ended in the traditional way, and when she had escaped from the others she let out all her excitement, howling and bouncing around like a playful pup.

[HorseGeek911]

# of the Pup You want:2
Name:Ginger
Gender:Female
Why are you Adopting?:because it would be interesting to adopt a wolf pup.and it would be nice to get away from the horses for once
Submit Art:sorry it doesn't look very good! i'm not a good wolf artist like neara and TWG

i tried my best and i hope that matters the most

Submit Short Story:Ginger slept in a small cave dreaming of deer meat and fish. drips of water from the roof of the cave hit her snout. she lift her head and yawned shook her head snorting "another awakening from the drips of night" she sighed and stood up and walked out the cave to go hunting maybe some fish for today. if she can catch some she would eat it. she walked to the lake and watched the fish swim by she jumped in took deep breaths as she duck her head under the water to grab a fish after a few minutes she finally caught a small fish she got out of the water shook herself dry she bit into the fish and started eating taking in all the juicy flavors from the nice tender fish she got dun sat up proudly yawned closing her eyes cool hair blew across her face

[my Lalia]

There was no humans in my story I just forgot what the enemy was called to the WoI.

[versicolor]

((..# of the Pup You want..))
Number Four [4] <3

((..Name..))
Glyndwr

((..Name Meaning..))
Means "valley water", derived from a Welsh surname.

Glyndwr was named this for his close affinity with water. Also for were he was born, in a mountain valley with a white water river flowing through it.

((..Gender..))
Male

((..Why are you Adopting?..))
First off, I absolutely love the species. I think they're pretty neat and original, and stunning as well. Ever since I found out about the species last round, I've been wanting a Warrior of Isket for my own. I just love the concept behind the species, especially the armor, and the world they live in is intriguing as well. They're so well planned out and seem like a lot of thought was put into them and their world of Isket.

Also, I adore Glyndwr's design, and he's just perfect, down to every single detail. I especially love his facial markings and the ones all up his long tail. Also, the Warriors of Isket with the long tails are my favorite, they just look so graceful and gorgeous. His base color is actually one of my favorite shades of brown, and the white markings are the perfect accent color. There's just something about him that looks so regal and serene, with a hidden dark secret or mysterious touch. Although all the puppies are amazing, Glyndwr stood out to me right when I saw him, and I just couldn't pass up the chance to apply for him.

I'd love to write stories about this little guy as well, he's so inspirational and I'd probably be able to write about him often. I'd also love, love love to RP with him once the official Warrior of Isket RP is up, as I love to RP my characters when I can. He looks like so much fun to draw, especially with that long tail of his. I would probably draw him tons and would most likely be spammed all over my notebooks and sketch books, and of course I would make digital art of him too. I'd be sure to order art of him too. He would most definitely get a page on my character site. He's just absolutely perfect in every way, and I'd love to call him mine. (:

((..Personality..))
For a pup, Glyndwr is quite mature and respectful, although he still keeps some puppy like aspects. He's rather truthful and it would be rare to find him fibbing. The only time he would knowingly lie is if it was a little white lie, as to not hurt someone's feelings. He's hiding something from everyone else though, something sinister most likely. He never talks about it though, but it's quite obvious there's something being hidden away to never be heard of again. Perhaps, if one could break his protective shell and get to know the real Glyndwr, he may reveal this secret. Everything must be perfect in his eyes, down to every single blade of grass he sees. If something is out of place, he will freak out until it is fixed. He's very precise though, which is handy when it comes to fights. Just because he's a gentleman and tries not to be sarcastic, that does not mean he is a horrible fighter. He's actually quite skilled in battles and has a high pain thresh hold. It's not very easy to anger either, and can keep himself level headed and calm most of the time. He has very much to learn though, or else he will never make it out in the big bad world. For one thing, he's rather careless and forgetful. He's much rather play than work, and doesn't seem to care about punishment and consequences. Thus, he is usually seen as a problem child, due to his lackadaisical nature.

[ regal & dignified ]
Glyndwr holds himself in the highest respects, and will never in his life do something that he thinks to be degrading and moronic. Well, most of the time anyway. Sometimes he will do completely stupid things, but he's still a pup, so who can blame him? He's quite composed and will rarely get himself all worked up over nothing, unless it's imperfect. Even the way he walks has a regal feel and look to it, possibly it is the way he always holds his head up ever so slightly. Merely the way he looks is regal, with his ornate white markings and lavish silver armor; embedded with koi fish scales and adorned with crimson ribbons, he just gives off an impressive first glance.
[ serene & easy going ]
Despite his looks, Glyndwr is not so serious and strict as he may seem. He is actually quite the calm little fellow, and tends to just go with the flow. He doesn't doesn't usually speak out against anything unless it angers him immensely, although the thing is, he is almost never angry. He usually just enjoys to kick back and relax by the waterfall or play with the other pups in Soraya's care. Most times he doesn't take very many things seriously and can be very indifferent sometimes.
[ polite & honest ]
Glyndwr's manners are impeccable, he just never seems to falter when it comes to being a polite, nice young pup. He's relatively honest as well, except maybe the occasional white lie. The only reason he would lie though was to avoid hurting their feelings, to keep his courteous actions going. He will never try to make sarcastic and snarky comments, although he is sorely tempted to do so. Even though he's a bit lonely, he isn't bitter about that, and just likes to treat others nicely. It makes him feel good, and certainly makes others feel good as well.
[ mysterious & dark ]
He thinks that being arcane and extraordinary is quite overrated, so he doesn't like it when others pester him to tell them his secret, or call him mysterious. He doesn't consider his secret to be all that special, and it annoys him when others insist that it is and want to know more. He doesn't consider himself to be cryptic either, he considers himself rather open. That is the total opposite of what he is though, in truth, he's quite the enigma. Although, if one were to crack though his concealed self, one may be told his dark secret.
[ respectful & submissive ]
He's not as headstrong and stubborn as the other puppies, and is considerably obedient and respectful. Other pups would probably try to slip their way out of being in trouble and defy an adult Warrior's command, but not Glyndwr. He takes it like a champ, and allows himself to be punished. He will always follow anything that is asked of him, no matter what he thinks about it. He doesn't have much of a dominating and spoken minded nature and he's rather content to just being a malleable puppy, who can adapt to several new situations by being open to change and following orders.
[ perfectionist & precise ]
Nothing bothers Glyndwr more than things that are disorganized and out of order. He's very, very precise, and if even one blade of grass looks funny, he will stare at it until it fixes himself. He doesn't seem to have picked up on the concept that if he fixes it himself, everything will be much faster. Either that or he's too afraid that he'll mess it up even more. He also cannot stand it when his fur is soiled. Evey white marking must be spotless and nothing can be hiding in his greyish brown base color. This is why he loves water so much, for it's cleanliness and beauty.
[ strong & enduring ]
For a puppy, Glyndwr is rather strong, although he doesn't like to show that off much. He can withstand pain pretty well too, it takes a lot for him to cringe because of immense pain. He doesn't like to show his pain either, as it makes him feel pathetic and weak. He's pretty good in fights, although he doesn't really get into them all that often. Of all fights he has gotten into though, he's only managed to lose three of them. He's highly respected for his strength, even though he thinks it's slightly superficial.
[ playful & careless ]
In spite of his proper personality, Glyndwr loves to play with other pups. He's always fair and never breaks a single rule when he plays with them, which may sometimes lead to teasing. He doesn't like it when they come up with risky ideas that could land them into trouble albeit he easily gives into peer pressure. He's can be rather reckless and not have a care in the world once they actually start doing things they aren't supposed to do, but he usually regrets doing those things later. He does tend to "forget" about rules from time to time, like a typical puppy would, and is pretty lax when he's with his friends.

((..Likes..))
.. K o i ..
Glyndwr has a fondness for koi, he finds their intricate patterns and bright colors. Also, he loves how each one is unique, special in it's own little way. He likes the fact that each is different from the rest, and no koi will ever have a clone. He enjoys watching the fish swim around in the pond near his waterfall, and he visits often just to talk to and observe the fish. Sometimes he will shove his paw into the pond and swirls it around in the water; the way the fish swim away from his paw never ceases to amuse him.

.. H i s - S e c r e t - P l a c e ..
He has a little secret place in which he reflects on things on his mind and confess things to himself. It is a small cave located behind a waterfall in the valley he was born in. He has been known to confess his secrets here, where no one can eavesdrop. The only other who knows about this place is the golden colored pup, who basically staked out for Glyndwr to come out of hiding. In his mind though, he though she was stalking him. He likes the location of his secret place as well, the sound of the roaring water soothes him and he likes the concealment it gives.

.. W a t e r ..
For some reason, Glyndwr has show to have a connection with water ever since he was very young. He just loves to be around it, love to drink it, loves to play in it, and loves pretty much anything you can do with water. He likes the feeling of a cool splash of water against his skin, or the serene and calm feeling it gives off. He thinks it's quite beautiful as well, the crisp white color and the way it swirls and runs over the rusty colored rocks just speaks to him.

.. S o r a y a ..
He has taken a liking to Soraya, and almost thinks her of his mother, if it weren't for her constant correcting him. He would always try to remember to call her Soraya and not "mama" though, because he didn't want to disappoint her and disobey her request. He sometimes likes to shadow her and follow her around everywhere, sometimes he may be able to pick up a few things. He knows one day he will have to leave to live on his own, but for now, he's content with staying with Soraya and the other pups.

.. R e l a x i n g ..
Glyndwr likes to relax, mostly because it takes him away from all the annoyances of the outside world. All the others trying to pester him and ask things of him. Usually he would get taken advantage of for his polite and obedient ways, and it drove him crazy. He considered running away at one point, to get away from everyone, that was until he found his safe spot though. He likes to be at ease and feel calm, even if just for a few minutes. With all the training he has to do now, poor Glyndwr doesn't get much free time, so when he does, he likes to spend it relaxing and kicking back.

((..Dislikes..))
.. B e i n g - P e s t e r e d ..
It annoys Glyndwr to no end if someone bothers him constantly, most of the time it is others trying to figure out his secret. He hates being constantly badgered for information and interrogated until his well of knowledge is dried up. This is the one of the things he can never be pressured into, and he will probably just give the one asking the questions a cold shoulder. If everyone around him gets too nosy, he tends to disappear until their excitement has settled down.

.. I m p o l i t e n e s s ..
Glyndwr doesn't enjoy being around others that are rude and impolite. He likes to treat others the way he would want to be treated, and doesn't particularly enjoy it when the favor is not returned. He has been known to be taken advantage of for his polite and submissive nature, so it's mostly something that's he's rather bitter about. The thing he hates most is when others are impolite and uncivilized towards his friends, and will step in to defend them.

.. F i r e s ..
The total opposite of water, he highly dislikes fires. He thinks of them so destructive and ruthless, while he thinks water is life giving and gentle. He also hates the heat of the fires, especially due to his fluffy fur. When he was rather young, Glyndwr also had an incident in which he wasn't watching his long tail, and managed to set it one fire, thus he has never been able to take a liking to it's comforting and warming side. He's very wary around fires and keeps a close watch on his own tail the whole time.

.. C h a o s ..
He absolutely cannot lead a stressful and hectic lifestyle. If Glyndwr doesn't get even the smallest time to himself to relax, he would most likely go completely insane. He can withstand physical pain just fine, but handling stress is a whole different ball game. If he happens to be under a lot of pressure, he tends to get snappy and out of character. Instead of being the always calm and courteous Glyndwr, he becomes a walking mass of snarky comments and snappy comebacks. He hates being snappy at others though, because it makes him feel bad, so he hates it when his life gets chaotic.

.. D i s o r g a n i z e d -T h i n g s ..
If one single thing seems out of place, Glyndwr will go berserk on it until it fixes itself. He is way too paranoid that he will further mess something up, so he usually waits for someone else to correct it. He will circle the object like a vulture and whisper things such as "That's not quite right" and "Maybe if this were different, it would be much better." It's an uncanny little habit of his, but the others picked up on it soon enough. It bothers him immensely if something is disorganized and out of place though, and he will usually either not do anything until it is fixed, or it will be on his mind all day and night.

((..Theme Song..))
"I just wanna run, hide it away
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
I just wanna run"

I Just Wanna Run - The Downtown Fiction

((..Submit Art..))


[[ Without Armor ]]



[[ Armor Concept ]]

About the armor:
It is made of silver and nickel combined, with a few gold colored accents. They are not real gold though. Crimson ribbons hang from various parts of the armor and his body, all of which are removable. A teal feather hangs from his helmet, it is there for decoration purposes only. His armor is embedded with orange koi fish scales, a fish species commonly found in Isket. Each scale has it's own unique and intricate pattern. On his back foreleg guards, dark grey spikes shoot out of the armor, similar in shape to the two unicorn horns on his helmet. Due to his ability to take great amounts of pain, he doesn't wear much armor, and the armor he does wear is light and flexible.

((..Submit Short Story..))



I was all alone, stretched out along the damp ground of my secret hideout. You see, I've discovered that there is a small cave behind a waterfall in the valley, and nobody seems to have discovered it but me. I gazed dreamily at the starry night sky, my dusty colored coat getting bathed in moonlight. As I stared up at the stars, I thought about my true parents. I have never known them, nor do I even know what their names are. For a while I though Soraya was my mother, but she was sure to correct me whenever I called her "mama". I wondered of what my parents were like, maybe they were beautiful and brave warriors. Possibly kind shamans with strong healing abilities. No, that couldn't be, such positions and extraordinary traits are way too overrated anyway. There were probably just your average Warrior of Isket, just like me.

Why was I taking so much though into this though? Usually I would not even have a care in the world of who my parents were, I would probably never see them again anyway. Something was bugging me though, were they dead or not? If they weren't, then maybe I could find the answers to all my questions. My golden colored eyes scanned the sky, looking for a sign of them. Soraya had always told me that if I looked close enough, I would see the faces of deceased Warriors. I thought my parents would be up there too, their faces shining bright in the familiar night sky. Even though I searched a hard as I could, I couldn't even make out faces in the millions upon millions of twinkling stars. I sighed as I failed my search and whispered softly to myself "I believe they're out there somewhere, whether they be alive and somewhere far away in Isket, or hidden among the shining stars."

I padded out of the secret cave with light, quick steps. The white underside of my belly was a bit moist from the puddles formed in the cave, but that didn't much matter soon. The roaring, dazzling white waterfall was crashing to the rocks right in front of my nose just when I stepped out of the cave. I gave myself some distance from the falling water, sprinted, and then took off straight into the waterfall. The slap of the harsh, cold water hitting my skin was a bit painful, although it didn't bother me much. I landed on the nearby reddish outcropping of rocks, slipping slightly from losing my balance a bit. It was risky business getting to and from my hideout, although the risk is worth it. My hiding place is a calm place that I can just relax or confess in, without the fear of unwanted ears listening.

"Ah ha! I knew you were hiding somewhere Glyndwr. Ohhh, just wait until I tell Soraya."

I jumped, and whipped my head into the direction of the voice. I really thought I had been alone, had this mysterious figure followed and watched me? It sounded like the voice of a very young female. 'Wait, that voice was way too familiar.' It was one of the other pups that Soraya was caring for, one of the female ones! I was tempted to lash out at her, but that is no way to treat a lady, so I restrained myself from attacking her. "What do you want from me?" My voice was slightly unpleasant, but not too much so, I hoped.

She snorted and replied in a matter of fact tone, "Soraya sent me to go get you, she noticed that you had sneaked away into the night. I'm simple fetching you for her. I pretty much staked out at this rock once I got here, and waited. I had a hunch that you weren't telling me the entire truth that day you jumped over the waterfall for the first time. Mind telling my about that again?"

"Fine Missy, I'll tell you, but only because I have the decency to fulfill your request."

"Yeah, sure Glyndwr. You keep telling yourself that."



I took a spot next to her on the ruddy colored rocks and looked up into the night sky. My ochre colored eyes were trained on the patterns in the stars, although she tried to look in the same direction and look for what I was gazing at. The stars reminded me of the koi fish a little bit, with all the different patterns and designs. It's quite intriguing, but that was not the time to be thinking of the fish in the pond, or the stars really. I took a more comfortable position and proceeded into looking at the other puppy with emotion wiped clean from my face.

"Well, you know how it all started, don't you? You were there of course. Whatever, the whole thing started when that reddish brown pup -what was his name again?- dared me into jumping across the waterfall," I clarified.

"Oh, right. I remember that, it was way back when were were still really tiny, right?" She asked, there was an uncertain mix of recognition and hesitance in her voice.

"Yeah, well, I thought it was totally juvenile and moronic. He was always the headstrong jerk face who hated my guts. Seriously, it was like suicide jumping through that waterfall! The pressure though, the pressure to do what he wanted me to do broke me. Why did I always fall for his nonsensical plans?" My voice trailed off a bit, as I actually took the time to think about that. Maybe I was the true moron there, for going along with their dares. Nah, he's still the moron.

"Because you're an idiot, that's why." The female pup interjected. I still couldn't tell which one it was, it was still rather dark outside. Her features were hidden in the shadows rather well, which lead me to believe it was my half blind friend, but I still couldn't be absolutely sure about this. She laughed at me and replied, "Okay, you can continue now."

I snapped out of being lost in my thoughts and was brought back to reality in an instant. The girl was looking at me with gleaming eyes, as if asking me to continue. "Oh! Right, well I took on that dare, I thought that if I got hurt that it wouldn't be so bad. I stepped a bit back and once I reached the edge, I sailed straight through the waterfall. You guys thought that I had ditched you after I made it to the other side, but in truth, I found a hidden cave."

"So that's where you sneaked off to tonight. Soraya is gonna be so mad at you!" I could tell she was having trouble keeping her laughter contained, just the thought of busting me made her giddy with delight.

"I don't care if you tell Soraya, just don't bother me anymore when I'm in my secret cave. Could you do that for me?"

Her laughter ceased once she realized that I was being serious about this, mostly because without a place to just kick back and relax, I would go positively insane. "Sure, I won't bother you anymore, Glyndwr."

"Promise?"

"Yeah, promise."

[Aima]

I will try to apply tommorrow is it still open then?