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Number of Pup:
#2

Name:
Gaurav
(Pride - Respect)

Gender:
Male ♂ ~ Light Blue Eyes

History/Short Story:
Gaurav snuggled into his mother's fur, shivering from cold breezes that entered the small room unnoticed. He lifted his head to see that he was the only one in the room, other than his mother, who was gazing gently down at him. He took another look around before asking, "Where is everyone, mama?"
"They're outside the dens playing, I wanted to let you sleep," she said as she licked his little head. He got up, and looked back at his mother, before padding quickly outside the room, and into the corridor. Though the dens were complex, he knew his way around like the back of his paw. He quickly made his way outside, to see his brothers and sisters tumbling over each other in the grass. As he ran over, his siblings kept their distance from him. Gaurav put his head down in shame. Being as he was the runt of the litter, he was the outcast of the group. As he was looking out into the great expanse of his home, his father crept up and surprised him with a light cuff on the ear. Gaurav looked up at his father kindly as he was pulled close. As his father turned his head to watch the other pups play, he turned back to gaze upon the land, and spotted a dark shape moving in the direction of the dens. He squinted his eyes, not able to tell what it was at that great of a distance. Suddenly, he spotted another. Then, one by one, they appeared over the horizon. "What are those?" he asked his father urgently.
"Kronadors! Pups, get inside, to your mother, quickly!" his father growled harshly as he rushed inside the dens. Gaurav couldn't move, he was frozen in fear. He's only heard about the Kronadors in the stories and fables he heard from his mother. Now, it wasn't a story, and he knew that there was going to be war. His siblings and father had already rushed inside, along with the rest of the wolves. The large group of Kronadors rushed toward him, hissing violently. The leading one launched itself at Gaurav, jaws open, ready to clamp down on the tiny pup. Right before the Kronador could reach him, his father rushed out of the den in his battle armor, and tackled it. More wolves came pouring out of the den, also in their armor, and knocked over their enemies, swiping at their necks. Gaurav's father gave a look at his son that said, 'Go inside, now!' before he jumped back into the fray.
The pup scrambled back into the dens, and was pulled to the safety of the inner corridors by his mother. His siblings were all huddled together in fright as they listened to the sounds of war echoing through the dens. Gaurav looked up to see his mother's angry stare, and hung his head in shame. "Why didnt you follow your siblings? You could've been killed!" she growled. The sweeter of his two sisters padded over to him and comforted him. He buried his face into her fur, feeling useless. As their mother left to go check on the battle, a small kronador who had snuck in, watched the defenseless pups, a murderous look in its eyes. Gaurav felt something was wrong, and pricked his ears uneasily. He raised his head and let out a small growl. One of his brothers stepped closer in the direction of the kronador, unaware of the danger he was in, and the kronador jumped around the corner and towards the sibling.
Gaurav, knowing he couldnt push the enemy down like his father, and instead rammed himself into his sibling, pushing his brother out of harms way. The kronador turned and hissed distastefully, and made a swipe at both the pups, that missed by only inches. Before it could make another swipe, the pups' mother had came back, growling protectively, and launched herself at the kronador's throat, jaws ready to clamp down. Another wolf also made its way into the room, and began to usher the pups into a different room, blocking their view of the fight. Gaurav's siblings, instead of keeping their distance like they normally did, stayed close by, especially the brother that he had saved. He lifted his head, feeling pride for once in his life. He always knew what his name meant, but now he knew that he deserved it.
As the sounds of war grew farther and farther away, he knew his tribe was successful at driving off the invaders. He thought about himself fighting a kronador, but he just couldnt picture it. But then he thought again... Gaurav knew he could. He just had to try...
After training, he trained again and again with the next groups until he got the right movements. His trainer was surprised to see him there the whole day, but knew it had paid off for the pup.
"Sweep left," his trainer called. The pup slipped, but regained his pose, and did a quick sweep. He corrected himself so fast, not even his trainer noticed. "Quick jump," he called. The pup easily managed this, being the easiest of the moves, yet the most potent. If your opponent tried to trip you, you could easily jump and avoid it. From fighting with his litter-mates, he knew, once you were on the ground, you were dead. "Grab a partner and train," the trainer called, the last task before the session ended. Gaurav teamed up with the strongest pup there was. The stronger pup, thinking he could take the runt down easily, forward tackled Gaurav. The runt easily dodged the bigger pup, and used the forward momentum of him to counter, and send his partner flying into the dust. As usual, Gaurav was victorious. Surprised at how quick Gaurav took down his opponent, his trainer padded forward, and dipped his head to the younger wolf. "Your already ready to get your armor... But you still need to wait until your old enough," he smirked, lifting his head a bit.
With that boost of self-confidence, he led the pups. Though he was a runt, he could think things through, and his mother knew that. She watched him, her heart swelling with pride for her pup. 'He would make a great leader...' she thought to herself. Gaurav spent his days observing and discovering many things, until he knew all the surroundings he stood by, and all the escape routes. He couldnt wait until he himself could protect his own pups, like his father had protected him. He wanted to be an adult, so he could fight for his tribe. Gaurav didnt want to grow up at the same time. He liked to not have to fight, to have his father and mother fight for him, and he liked being the leader of his siblings. He knew that when he got his real armor, he would only be another warrior, another pawn. He wouldn't be a leader of any kind. Gaurav accepted that fact though, and kept that in mind, as he treasured the fact that as long as he was still a pup, he was still the leader.
He trained with his siblings in his wooden training armor, always trying his best, while others were slacking off. Gaurav was so intent and focused with his training, that even senior warriors were impressed, especially his father, whom didnt expect much from his runt son. Though his father never said it, his son knew he was proud of him. He felt it. Sometimes he even felt the jealousy of his brothers and sisters through their burning stares. Every time he knew someone was jealous of him, he felt happy. Happy to know that they were jealous of the runt of the litter. He was an example to all, that even runts could be the best, if they tried hard enough. He didn't like to show off, but it was hard not to.
A month later, he stood at the entrance of the cave. The very cave that many of his ancestors had been through. The cave where he would soon get his armor... He breathed deeply before he set his first paw inside. "This step is the end of being a pup," he whispered. "This step is the beginning of becoming a warrior," he continued as he put another paw in. He took another deep breath. "This step is the beginning of fighting against the kronadors, and fighting for my tribe," he went on, putting his next paw in. "And this step is the beginning of getting my armor... This step is where I begin," he breathed as he put his last paw in, and began to pad forward slowly into the darkness of the cave.

(I know its not that long, but I put a lot of effort into making it.)

Personality:
Gaurav isnt the type who likes to take orders from others, and he's very stubborn when it comes to this. He's goofy and outgoing, always wanting to take first shift for gaurding, and volunteering for any kronador raids. When it comes to doing a duty for the tribe, he's very loyal, and wont let you down. He's also very determined, and once he sets his mind on something, he keeps at it until he finally completes the goal.

Likes:
The sound of wind rushing through the grass.
Having a plan before rushing into anything.
Friends he can rely on.

Dislikes:
Loud, irritating noises.
Kronadors.
Being bossed around.

Theme Song:
Atreyu - Honor

Art:
Design Art
Armor Art

Other:
I love roleplaying, and if I win, I will definitely roleplay on the official WOI RP, but as of now, school just started, so I might not be able to for a while. Also, cross my heart and hope to die, If I win, I wont just let it sit at the back of my gallery. Im not the kind of person who does that. :3

Tell me Something About the WOI Stated on the Official Page:
Warriors of Isket fight to find peace for the land of Isket, against the Kronadors.

Good luck to all competitors, it'll be a tough decision for the judges!

[shibuki]

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The beautiful, wonderful, number 6



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戦士-壊れた
Senshireta
Ƨɛиƨнιяɛтα
{sen}-{shee}-{reeta}
The name Senshireta is a mix between the two Japanese words, Senshi {Warrior} and Kowareta {Broken}
Her full name translates to Broken Warrior {Senshireta}


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Senshi
Rose
Sen
Shi
Rosie
Rosa
Weirdo
Kronador - Lover



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♀Female♀



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I hope you don't mind, but I designed her a hairstyle and gave her a bandage over her eye ^^

I love WOI, they intrigue me. She is getting a special spot on my most beloved character thread. Also known as my fursona thread ouo. She is even getting the post above my fursona’s mate.

And to explain that more, thanks to .imagination. for pointing out a mistake, here is how my fursona page Table of Contents will go:

Fursona
Senshi
Fursona's mate

She is not going to be my sona's mate, don't worry ;D

That’s how much I will love her <3333


I have always wanted a Warrior of Isket. Not because of popularity, but because I think the species idea is beautiful. I have really wanted one for a while and tried to get one ever since I knew about them. I was looking at the new ones and when my eyes fell upon this one. I instantly fell in love and stared at her for hours. I even started to make a movie based on my story. Hopefully I can finish in time!



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Ɖ я ɛ α м ƨ σ ғ Δ ∂ ʌ ɛ и т ʋ я ɛ

Family Guide ::

Pky :: {Pi-kai} Pup #1
Cerca :: {Ser-ka} Pup #2
Opry :: {Op-ree} Pup #3
Stome :: {St-ome} Pup #4
Que :: {Kyoo} Pup #5
Senshi :: {Sen-Shee} Pup #6
Amadahy :: Mother
Tevron :: Father

“C’mon Senshi!” My brother called. I leapt from the little ledge and fell to the floor.
“Coming!” I yelped and shook myself. Padding down the corridor, I yelled for my brother but there was no answer. I stopped and looked around, saying “Hello? Hello Pky? Cerca? Que? Anyone? Where are you?”
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, all of my siblings tackled me, turning us into a squirming ball of yips and barks. Laughing, I pushed Stome off me and kicked Opry away. “Guys, what was that all about?” I giggled.
“For fun!” Pky laughed.
“C’mon Senshi!” Que chuckled.
“Wasn’t that so much fun?” Stome asked.
I smiled and chuckled again, saying “Yeah, that was pretty fun.” My smiling siblings’ faces turned scared and afraid as they leapt away and hid in the shadows. I blinked, confused, and turned around. A large black warrior shape loomed over my head and growled at me. I smiled at him and said “Dad, I’m not scared.” The WOI stepped out of the shadows and grinned at me.
“I guess you’re not. I’ll go get your siblings.” He said. “PKY! CERCA! OPRY! STOME! QUE! IT WAS JUST ME!” He yelled. But no answer came. I slunk away under a rock, now familiar with what the trick was. Again from out of nowhere, they attacked. This time, I helped. We wrestled for a while, then dad pushed us of, laughing, and saying “OK guys, enough. I brought something for all of you.” He pulled out a large bone from behind him and dropped it at our feet.
“OH YEAH!” Opry yelped, her eyes glittering.
“Wow, this is huge!” Cerca barked.
I didn’t say anything, I just grabbed the bone and ran.
“HEY!” Stome barked
“Come back here!” Cerca howled.
I ran down the corridor, dragging the bone behind me. I heard my siblings running after me so I banked left into a narrow tunnel and squeezed through. I laughed as my brothers and sisters tried to all push through at once, getting stuck in funny positions. Sticking out my tongue, I dashed off. Pain spread through my tail as Pky’s mouth bit it. I yelped and dropped the bone to the ground, tumbling forwards and landing upside down at the feet of a warrior. Embarrassed, I looked at the warrior and gasped.
“R-r-r-Rayos?” I stuttered. He smiled at me and nudged me to my feet.
“With moves like that, little one, I can tell you have potential!” I smiled at him and beamed with pride.
“Thanks!” I said and padded away. When I got back to my family, Opry smiled at me and said “Have fun?”
“Yeah… I really did!” I replied.
"Kids, time for story time." Mom called
The moon was so bright that fateful night. The moonlight shone through the cave entrance and softly stroked my pelt. Staring up at the sky, the wind flowing through my fur... It was almost like being in heaven. My heart longed for adventure... Adventure that I thought would never come. But I was wrong. Opry stepped up beside me, her fur softly swaying in the breeze. My brothers wer still asleep, stretched out on the red cave floor and twitching in his dreams. My father was gone at that time. He was out doing the things that I always dreamed of. I sighed and stood up. Looking at the open space made me smile. I knew that this was my time to shine. No one to hold me back and no one to drag me down. I turned to my sister and told her that I was going out. She softly nodded and turned back to the cave. I couldn’t tell her I was never returning. That would hurt her too much.

My mom walked up and softly licked my head, purring, as much as a warrior could purr, “Where are going little Senshireta?”
I yelped and muttered back “MOM! I told you to call me Senshi! I HATE the name Senshireta! I mean, mom... why did you name me that?”
Mom blinked and muttered “I’m sorry you don’t like your name..." Her ears hung low as she walked away. I sighed and turned, not happy for disappointing my mother. At least I had made her forget I was leaving.

Pyk smirked at me and teased "Hey BRO, where'yah goin'?" I growled and leapt onto him like I did every time he called me a boy. We wrestled for a few minutes until I finally pinned him, pushing him into the red rock and bringing my teeth close to his throat. "Don't. Call. Me. A. Boy. Got it?" I hissed. He gulped and nodded his head. I stepped off of him and padded to the entrance, whilst he scuttled away. I softly placed a resisting paw on the soft, blue, grass. I had to do this. I couldn’t live my life longing for the adventure that would never arrive. This was my time to shine. Leaping out into the forest, I knew that each step would take me closer to my destiny.

Approximately one hour later, my dream turned into a nightmare. A storm was brewing and rain stung my pelt as I ran. Branches reached out and slapped me as I dashed through the trees. I was lost, I wanted to go home. If this was adventure, I never wanted to see it again. I wanted to feel the warmth of my parents... I wanted to hear the whimpering of my brother and sister... To see the fire glint of my parent armour in the mesmerizing way that always made me laugh. But all I saw now was darkness. I noticed a small, abandoned, pup den, poking out from the ground. It must have been old, as it was tiny and nearly a hole in the ground from erosion. I didn’t care that the musk of the other family was strong, or that it was small. I just wanted shelter... I pushed myself into it and curled up into a ball. The walls muffled the pounding rain, so I fell asleep quickly... Dreaming of home... Not adventure... My nightmare had just begun...


Mom licked my head and Dad watched next to her. They smiled down at me. I nearly glowed with pride. They were proud of me! I pranced around, grinning. Mom looked up at a slight movement in the cave entrance. A chimera was standing there, drool glistening and dripping off its tongue. I yelped and hid behind my dad. He growled and lurched forwards at the cavern exit, yelling “PROTECT THE PUPS! I’LL GO GET HELP!” The chimera slipped past dad and lashed out at me with its clawed hands-paw things. It grabbed me and pulled me towards a dark hole in the ground. I was dragged into suspending space and I yelped as glowing red eyes glared at me, a laugh cackling out in the black. I closed my eyes, waiting for it all to be over.

I jolted up, yelping inside the den. I shook off the awful nightmare and squirmed out of the hole. The sky was clear of clouds and rain... nothing like last night. The wind whistled through the leaves, the sound ringing in my ears. I also heard something else. The sound that a Chimera usually makes as it slinks through the grass. I gasped and crouched down, my ears flattening back, terrified. The chimera slinked out of the brush and looked around.
“Found you!” He snickered and started towards me. I braced myself for the attack but he just went right past me. The chimera tagged a smaller female one hiding in the bushes and laughed. I figured that he had not seen me, they were just playing. I was so small compared to them; I hadn’t realized ‘till then that we were all the same age. The female giggled and started to count down from one hundred. The male started to run away, but his leg came down on my head, a claw digging into my eye.

A scream escaped my mouth and the chimera looked down at me. I knew I was in BIG trouble. He grinned and kicked dust in my face, then ran away chuckling. I never knew that anyone could be so cruel. I lay on the grass, staining the ground red. I had no other choice but to keep going until I found help. Standing up weakly, I whimpered and trudged slowly forwards. My face burned with pain, I couldn’t see out of the eye that was stomped on, and blood dripped down my muzzle. I walked for a while, not getting any farther than a mile, and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I fell to the ground and blacked out.

I woke up when a damp cloth dabbed against my face. I opened my eyes, but a searing pain across my face made me close them again.
A soft voice whispered “Don’t open your eyes. It will hurt like... Well... you’re a pup so I won’t say.” The wiping finished and whoever owned the voice wrapped a bandage around my eye.
“Open your eyes now.” they laughed.

I opened my eyes to gaze at an old warrior of isket. She was holding a rag in her mouth and smiled at me. I blinked my one eye and looked at the Isket. Her fur was red with white and pink elegant designs swirling across her pelt. {Completely random design} I reached up at my eye with a paw, but the old warrior snapped “Don’t boy, no touching the bandage or it’ll come off”
I jerked my head up, my face turning to a snarl. “BOY? I’M A GIRL YOU IDIOT!” I growled before I had realized what had escaped my mouth.
The warrior blinked and muttered “Well, I’m sorry then”
I sighed and shook my head. “Who are you?” I finally asked.
“Me? My name is Koware. I am a retired warrior. I stay out here so I can be alone.”
I stared at her and sighed. “I miss my parents”
She grinned and said “I can train you and get you back to your parents. But first, how about some armour?”
I blinked and looked up at her. “Armour? But I haven’t gone through initiation!” I cried.
Koware just laughed and said “Oh, I don’t go by the rules of the Isket packs. I’m a loner. Just use the armour until you return home.”

~~ 1 Month later ~~


I grinned and readied myself for the jump. My paws kneaded the ground, my excitement nearly getting the best of me. Koware’s voice rang in my head. “C’mon Senshi... Do it!” But not in her usual voice. This was the voice that pushed me to do things I could never do before, 
I started to run, the canyon coming closer with every step. Suddenly, something inside of me snapped. I skidded to a halt, digging my claws into the dirt. Laughing in my head, Koware said “Knew ya couldn’t do it!” I growled and scratched the ground, angry with myself for wimping out. I HAD to jump the canyon to show Koware that I was strong. I started to walk back to the den, snarling all the way. I was out there because Koware had been driving me CRAZY. She always calls me 'boy' and as I am very sensitive about that, it annoys me to no end. She told me that when I completed my training with her then she would then and only then, think of me as a girl and I could leave. I don't like that rule. I tried to sneak back in to keep Koware from asking me anything, but she was sitting there, one eyebrow raised, looking at me. "Where were you?" She asked. I moaned and muttered "Practicing..." She just nodded and walked back to her sleeping area. I sighed and walked to mine, glaring at Koware all the way. I did that for nights afterward to ready myself to do it in front of her. Then, on that faithful day, I did it. I ran with all my might, Koware nodded as I ran, my armour next to her so I could jump without it weighing me down. I pushed myself to my limit, and leapt. I felt as wings had grown on my back as I soared across the gap. But, of course, there were no wings and I didn't really fly. But it sure felt like it. I landed on the other side of the gorge, my paws sinking into the blue grass. I smiled and thrust my head up, letting out a cry of happiness. I had done it. But when I looked back, I realized that if I had started inches behind where I had, I never would have made it. But still... I had done it. So HAHA Koware. TAKE THAT!
When I got back to the den, Koware, who had already gone back after the jump, smiled and said two words that made me happier than ever before. "Congrats girl!" I smiled proudly and she laughed "Tomorrow you will leave!"

Well... It was the next day and Koware finally let me leave. I smiled at her and walked away. I would miss her. She trained me as much as she could. Even though she called me male, she was loving and caring. I wanted to go home, but she was one of the nicest warriors I had ever met.

~The next day-

Well, I had trudged for a while and ran into a Chimera. I growled at him, terrified underneath as I knew I could never take him alone. He looked around and grinned sheepishly. I glared at him, not willing to turn my back. He sighed and stuttered "Uh...I've... kinda... been... er... watching you..." I rolled my eyes at his embarrassment, and turned to leave. “Don’t leave!” He yelped, nearly screaming. I turned to face him. He held a rose in his teeth and was blushing uncontrollably. I stopped in my tracks and looked at his face. Not a lying sneak, but someone who was sincerely kind. “I... judge people by what’s inside, not out” He nervously said, then laughed. I blinked, a confused look plastered stupidly across my face “But you’re a Chimera.”
“Yes, and you are a WOI. Stating the obvious done?”
“Yes, but why do you like me?”
“I never said I liked you”
“Well, do you?”
“Yes”
“HA! See?”
“See what?
“You like me! You said it yourself!”
“And?”
“Well... Never mind.”
“Okay.”
I paused for a moment then said “So you really like me?” He grinned again and said "Yup." My face turned as red as his, smiling and flattening my ears back. I took the rose from him. Turning away, I said “Thanks for the rose." He smiled at me and we walked into the darkness, together and not alone. We had just met, but we were friends

Raji and I had together for all of the days I had been there. It may seem insane, but he was nothing like anyone I had ever met before. He was nicer, kinder, and sweeter than even Koware. Raji smiled at me and walked over. I blushed and turned away. It was slightly embarrassing. He told me he wanted to talk with me and walked with me deep into the woods. When we were in far enough, he gazed into my eyes and said three words that stunned me into silence. Those wonderful words were "I love you." I gasped. "I love you too" I managed to say. That was the most wonderful day of my life. Until Raji was killed. When we were out there, I saw a flash of colour. A warrior leapt from the brush and attacked Raji. I don't want to describe the bloody scene that went on, but I didn't lay a paw on Raji but my paws were coated in blood from the puddle they created. I looked up at the warrior running away. I could never follow him. But I wanted to return to my family. I took one last look at Raji, a tear rolling down my cheek and said "It well may be, that we will never meet again in this lifetime. So let me say, before we part, so much of me... Is made from what I loved of you... You'll be with me, like a handprint on my heart. And now whatever way our stories end... I know you have re-written mine, by being my friend..." My heart ached as I turned away to end the pain. But the hurt just became worse. I hated my life. It couldn't get any worse. It was even RAINING. I figured that I would never see my family again. I willed myself not to cry hard, as that irritates my eye. But I couldn't help it. Tears dampened my pelt, my eye turned red, and my bandage was nearly coming off. A lonely life of sorrows was not what I wanted to live... I trudged through the drizzle, my fur soaked to the bone and my paws stained with Raji's blood. I fell to the ground and lay there, never wanting to move. Then... I heard voices. Oddly familiar but I couldn’t put my paw on it... “Is it alive?” “Uh... I think so...” “Oh, shut up. You’re no use at all!” I looked up and saw two other warriors standing above me. A male and a female. Looked familiar. "Hey... Hey you boy. You awake?" The male muttered. I jerked up and snarled "Did you just call me a BOY?” He leapt away and muttered "Sorry man... er... I mean girl!" I huffed and just shook my head slowly. “Who are you?” The male asked. “Uhhh... I am Senshireta. I am a Warrior of Isket.” I replied. The female gasped and said “Senshi? Short for maybe... Senshireta? Sister... Is that you?”
Then I realized who they were... My... Brother... and... Sister...

As I ran forwards, my parents gasped and leapt to their feet. “Senshir... Senshi?” My mom asked. I smiled and nodded. Dad smiled and licked my head, as he always liked to do. “My little baby is back,” He whispered.
Later that night, I had a chance to do what my father did. Tell the tales of my adventure. As I told my story, the reactions were amazing. Some were horrified, but others were ready to hear more. It was all well until I got to the part about Raji... I made the mistake of telling them of him... That ruined the rest of my life.

“Hey LOOK! It’s SENSHI! The KRONADOR LOVER!” A Warrior teased as I walked around. Thanks to my brothers, I am the laughingstock of the warriors. My own father and mother dislike me. They turn their backs on me and nearly never look me in the eyes. When they do, their eyes are full of malice and hatred. They tell me they still love me, but I can tell that those words are not the truth.

My father used to always say to me "I will always love you my little Trojan-Horse"

And my mother always said "I will forever treasure you"

Little did they both know that they were wrong. They hated me now. Oh Mom and Dad, where did your words go?

My parents ignored me now, I had nearly no one to call friends. I twitched my tail as I padded through the caves. A young warrior walked up to me and said “Hey. You that pup that went missing for a month?”
“Yeh.” I said, surprised at her forwardness.
“Sounds far-fetched. You sure?” She asked.
I hesitated for a moment, and then replied “Of course I’m sure.”
She gave me a funny look and asked “So. You fell in love with a Kronador?”
“Uhm. Yeah.” I muttered. Then, trying to change subjects, I asked, “What’s your name?”
“Lyra”
“Want to be friends?”
“I’m not gonna be friends with a sissy Kronador lover.” She said and started to walk away. I twitched my ear and hung my head. That really stung.
“Blunt much?” A voice said, coming from behind me. A brown warrior padded up beside me and glared at Lyra “Lyra, stop being so”
“Blunt?” Lyra interrupted. “Celandia, did you just call me blunt?”
Celandia, I guess that was her name, grinned sarcastically and said “Yes. Now stop picking on this poor boy”
I cringed at her use of male and growled quietly. My anger was building up slowly but surely.
“Shuttup” Lyra snapped, walking away.
“Ignore her dude” Celandia scoffed to me, starting to walk away.
My anger got the best of me. I leapt forewords, yelling “CELANDIA, I AM NOT A MALE!” I only managed to push her to the ground before she flipped me off.
“Nice one!” Lyra said. I quickly turned, seeing the purple warrior behind me. I giggled and thanked her. Celandia stood and shook herself.
“Yeah, never met someone with your kind of fire” Celandia said. “Oh. And call me Cee.”
“Wanna hang out?” They both chorused. I smiled and nodded.
“Yes. Yes please” I said. Two friends. I finally had two friends to call my own.


And just a little after-battle scene from when she is older... For fun! :3

I gazed across the field of carnage. My bright eyes glittered as I stepped over a white furred body lying on the ground. My paws were dappled with the dark red of my enemies’ blood. I stepped towards an altar of my mentor, and an important WOI, Senshireta, who died in a battle a few months after I went home again. As my fur blew in the wind, I said "We may have lost this battle, but many more are to come. Come out you cowards. Face me, or are you as scared as your horrible leader" After the harsh words escaped my muzzle, two young, but still a little older than me, bloody chimeras stepped from the shadow of the altar. They were small, and one was had a bandage wrapped around his left leg. The other was missing part of her ear. The bandaged one growled to the other "Pakṣī, should we run?" Pakṣī curled her lip and growled back "Nah, let's see what she wants Nahm" The chimera's words pierced the air. "Tell your leader that even though you have won this, it’s not over. Rayo shall call for the best of the best and we shall overcome your army! And tell her that this is straight from Tevron's daughter herself... And if they don't think of me as a threat. Tell them I was trained by Senshireta, one of the best warriors around! Now leave!" And with that, I lashed my claws out at the battered comrades. Nahm and Pakṣī leapt up and ran away. Nahm turned and said. "Sorry about your eye. I felt bad afterwards." He had a bandage around his eye too. During the battle, I had paid him back.

Her Death Story :: WARNING. LOTS OF BLOOD AND GORE



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-with Wolves Run Free and .imagination.'s WOIs-
















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My life is one big joke.

They tell me to get over you... But how can I? You may be dead, but I love you with all my heart.

I know what it's like to lose a loved one. I don't want anyone to miss me longer than they need to. Otherwise, wouldn't I have killed myself by now?

I am black and white in this world of
colour.

It well may be, that we will never meet again in this lifetime. So let me say, before we part, so much of me... Is made from what I loved of you... You'll be with me, like a handprint on my heart. And now whatever way our stories end... I know you have re-written mine, by being my friend...
~Taken from the song "For good" from the musical Wicked. I thought it fit ^_^~

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Ѳ и :: м ʏ :: Ѳ ω и
βʏ Ħɛ∂ℓɛʏ

Ƨтαʏɛ∂ αωακɛ αℓℓ иιɢнт тσƨƨ αи∂ тʋяиιи'
Иσω мʏ вℓσσ∂ ƨнσт ɛʏɛƨ αяɛ вʋяиιи'
Ɯσяκιи' σʋт ωнʏ тнιƨ αιи'т ωσяκιи'
Ғιɢнт αғтɛя ғιɢнт αғтɛя ғιɢнт
Δи∂ иσω ιт'ƨ κιℓℓιи' мɛ
Ƴσʋ ωɛяɛ тσσ вʋƨʏ тσ вɛℓιɛʌɛ ιи
Δℓℓ тнɛ яʋи αωαʏ ∂яɛαмƨ Ɩ ωαƨ ∂яɛαмιи'
Ƭιмɛ тσ ραcκ ʋρ αи∂ ɢσ Ɩ'м ℓɛαʌιи'
Ғιɢнт αғтɛя ғιɢнт αғтɛя ғιɢнт

Δи∂ иσω Ɩ ɢσттα вɛ
Ѳи Ѧʏ Ѳωи
Δи∂ ℓιʌιиɢ ιи α ωσяℓ∂ αℓσиɛ
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ƭнαт Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ Ɩ'м ƨσяяʏ Ɩ'м cσмιиɢ нσмɛ
Ɩ'м ɢσииα мακɛ ιт σи мʏ σωи
Ɩ'ℓℓ αℓωαʏƨ тακɛ тнɛ нαя∂ɛя яσα∂
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ƭнαт Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ Ɩ'м ƨσяяʏ Ɩ'м cσмιиɢ нσмɛ

Ħσω'∂ ʏσʋ ɛи∂ ʋρ σн ƨσ ʝα∂ɛ∂?
Ɔʏиιcαℓ αи∂ ƨσ ƨɛ∂αтɛ∂
Ɔαи'т ℓιʌɛ ιи тнιƨ ωσяℓ∂ ʏσʋ cяɛαтɛ∂
Ɖαʏ αғтɛя ∂αʏ αғтɛя ∂αʏ

Δи∂ иσω Ɩ ɢσттα вɛ
Ѳи Ѧʏ Ѳωи
Δи∂ ℓιʌιиɢ ιи α ωσяℓ∂ αℓσиɛ
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ƭнαт Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ Ɩ'м ƨσяяʏ Ɩ'м cσмιиɢ нσмɛ
Ɩ'м ɢσииα мακɛ ιт σи мʏ σωи
Ɩ'ℓℓ αℓωαʏƨ тακɛ тнɛ нαя∂ɛя яσα∂
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ƭнαт Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ Ɩ'м ƨσяяʏ Ɩ'м cσмιиɢ нσмɛ

Ƴσʋ ωιℓℓ αℓωαʏƨ вɛ тнɛ ℓσиɛℓʏ σиɛ
Ƴσʋ ωιℓℓ αℓωαʏƨ тяʏ тσ ƨωαℓℓσω тнɛ Ƨʋи
Ĵʋƨт яɛмɛмвɛя ʏσʋ cσʋℓ∂ иɛʌɛя мακɛ ιт яαιи σи ɛʌɛяʏσиɛ

Ѳи мʏ σωи
Δи∂ ℓιʌιиɢ ιи α ωσяℓ∂ αℓσиɛ
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ɔαʋƨɛ Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ
Δи∂ иσω ʏσʋ'яɛ κιℓℓιи' мɛ

Ѳи Ѧʏ Ѳωи
Δи∂ ℓιʌιиɢ ιи α ωσяℓ∂ αℓσиɛ
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ƭнαт Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ Ɩ'м ƨσяяʏ Ɩ'м cσмιиɢ нσмɛ
Ɩ'м ɢσииα мακɛ ιт σи мʏ σωи
Ɩ'ℓℓ αℓωαʏƨ тακɛ тнɛ нαя∂ɛя яσα∂
Ǥɛтƨ вɛттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ
Ƭнαт Ɩ ∂σи'т нαʌɛ тσ ƨαʏ Ɩ'м ƨσяяʏ Ɩ'м cσмιиɢ нσмɛ
Ɩ'ℓℓ мακɛ ιт σи мʏ σωи



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+ P o s i t i v e +

L o y a l :
When someone hurts her friends or family... The will be bleeding in a matter of seconds...
S m a r t :
She is a brilliant Warrior. She doesn't tend to show it, but she loves when people compliment her. She never uses her smarts, only holds them back and never shows them.
S e r i o u s :
She is a no-nonsense kind of girl. She trains non-stop and doesn’t take kindly to slackers.

- N e g a t i v e -

S h y :
She doesn't like being in front of others and she tends to hang back a lot.
L o n e l y:
She lost her once loved Chimera Raji long ago, and she is hated by many warriors for falling in love with a Chimera. He meant everything to her and when he died, her life took a turn for the worse.
S e n s i t i v e :
She is ALWAYS called a boy for her slightly masculine looks and get really sensitive. She will get really angry at anyone who calls her male.



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M a t e r i a l s :
Base -- Titanium
Jewels -- Sapphire
Bands that hold the chest and leg plates on -- Leather
Bandage -- Silk and gauze. The silk is woven in.
Spikes -- Iron

D e f e n s e
t a c t i c s :
The back armour goes up onto the back of her neck, as the neck is the main place where you should attack.
Her helmet is made so that her ears will always be up, there are small pieces of metal that prevent her from flattening them, so that she can always here what is going on so she can defend.
Her arm plates are perfect for blocking scratches
The round things around the eyes are to protect her other eye from getting injured

O f f e n s e
t a c t i c s :
There are spikes, made of iron, on her tail armour so she can whack enemies with it
The wing/spikes on her shoulders are because she is best at shoulder-butting.
There is a died leather band around the tip of her tail has iron spikes in them

P r a c t i c a l i t y :
The holes in the wing/spikes on her shoulder are to make it lighter
It is made of titanium because:
Titanium has the highest strength to weight ratio of any metal and melts at 1649 degrees Celsius (Aluminium melts at 933 degrees Celsius). It is 60% heavier than Aluminium, but over twice as strong. It is highly corrosion resistant.
The leather is used because it is bendable and light.
The armour is layered in plates for practicality.



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The WoI's armor was found by the UR´s long, long time ago.

The Dens appear to be normal caves but once inside it's a huge network of rooms and tunnels.

Only the Custom and Alfa WoI's can breed, even so, before you decide to create a litter you still need to ask for the Board's permission.

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Yes, I have permission from these users to make them friends



.imagination.'s Celandia

Wolves Run Free's Lyra

-PM me if you want your WOI to be here-



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Yes, I have permission from these users to make them friends

Kaji *not owned, but in her death story*

-PM me if you want your WOI to be here-



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All art added - INCOMPLETE
Story is finished and all little additions are done - INCOMPLETE
Fill out a personality for her - COMPLETE
Add Song - COMPLETE

[Arcane Phoenix]

I've decided not to apply. Looking at some of the past pups, I think I'd rather wait for different ones. Not that these one's aren't adorable, but I'm just going to wait.

[FamineMyth]

:Number of pup:
5#
:Name:
Alexandros [Greek meaning: Defender.]
:Gender:
Male/Brute
:History/short story:
Alex [His nickname] has always been very independent. He also speaks for himself. He is a Fierce warrior,and will do all that he can to protect his friends and allies. He is Swift on his feet and is always on his guard when it comes to fighting his enemies. Alexandros always respects his Alfa's and Elders,he is smart,and very modest. He doesn't like to draw much attention to himself,he only tries to be the best warrior he can be and defend his land of Isket against the Kronadors. Alex has no fear,and will always be strong.

:Art:

:Armour:

[All Iron. I came up with this Armour on the spot,if anyone has similar Armour.]
:Tell me something about the WOI stated on the official page:
--W.O.I's only come in Isket colors.
--W.O.I 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.

[LTwoof]

very nice litter, i like number two but i want a pure bond with them before i go for one ~ LTW

[.::Applez::.]

Number of pup: # 6

Name: Kuroi Yuki

Gender: ♀ (Female)

History/short story: Kuroi Yuki was born on a dark snowy night. Her black pelt is elegantly glazed with pure white markings forming her beautiful appearance. Born in a litter of six she is a bit playful but when it comes to being outside of the family she is WAY TO SHY! She wants to grow up with a loving family and have pups just like her mother and father. She wishes she could also be a GREAT warrior one day and battle for her kind. Kuroi Yuki is the runt of the littler, though she is small she is willing to life for her family. Being only a young pup she still has to see the true terror of life before knowing her final destiny. Though Kuroi Yuki has a small tension span she is determined to finish and defeat her goals.

Art:


Other: YOUR ART IS AWESOME

Tell me something about the WOI stated on the official page: Warriors of Isket fight to find peace for the land of Isket, against the Kronadors.

[patrick star..]

Number of pup:
I wish for Number six.
Name:

Gender(Already given):
Female
History/short story:

Art:

Other:

Tell me something about the WOI stated on the official page:

[Jones.]

Number of pup:
The gorgeous, the fabulous, number 2#

Name:
Kodiak

Nicknames:
Koda,
K.

Gender(Already given):
Male.

History/short story:

I sniffed the ground and growled slightly, my sense of smell may not be that powerful but I can reconize that odour anywhere. Tracing the water with my paw, and smiled as it swirled franticaly around my claw. The water, like my history, was frantic and not worth describing. I tilted my head and smiled slightly before turning around and trekking my way up the steepest cliff around. It didnt take me long to reach the summit since I could swallow the ground quickly with my long legs. The cliff was around fithty feet high and covered with a thick, green brambles. I rolled my eyes as the brambles clung, desperatly, to my long-ish coat, I pulled away and padded to the ledge of the cliff. The view may not have been pretty but it was my favourite place, I would sit up there for hours on end just staring out to sea. I smiled but then frowned as my name was called, I raised a paw and turned my head to look behind me. I smiled and turned when I relised it was my good friend, Ajax, "hey," he whispered and stepped closer to him. "Whats up?" I asked tilting my head and thrusting my head slightly in the air, "the camp is under attack, Zephr has requested you come straight away." Part of me was desperate and worried as I head back to the camp at a brisk run but the other part was pleased that I had finally managed to prove to the alpha that I was worth keeping. At least that was what I thought...

"You want me too what?" I growled slightly looking my leader and father straight in the eye. "I want you to pup sit whilst we fight," he replied. I stared at my father blinking rapidly "why? Why dont you never let me fight? Or help the pack?" I growled stepping closer.
"Because, your useless," I growled and my older brother bounded in "dad! Come on your missing it." I growled deeper, my older brother was the apple of my parents eye. And although he was rubbish at everything, they still prefered him over me. "Fine, but this is the last time!" I growled as I walked towards the pups den. "I was the only one who was never allowed to fight, all my friends and family would fight when I was left babysitting pups. However, they did amuse me, watching them run around yapping at each other. I could hear the growls and howls of pain from the battle that was less then three-hundred yards away, and I placed my paws over my ears.

When the battle was over and we had won, I snuck out from the pups den and headed to the cliff. I growled deeply as I saw my father walk into his den, your useless! His words stuck in my mind as I fought my way through the brambles, I looked through the trees and spied a small pond enclosed with trees. I turned and skidded dow the hill and ran until I reached the pond. It had trees, long clumps of grass, a fish filled pond, and a long, river twisting its way down. All together it was the perfect training ground. And so, I began training. I would swim, fight and run for hours on end until I knew I would be able to fight. Soon, my muscles got larger, my claws and teeth got longer and my fighting tactics improved drastically. However, the sound of my fathers words still hung, like a grey cloud, over my head wherever I was. Soon, the battle, we all knew was coming, aproached us. It would be the battle to end all battles and the battle to set us free. As I approached the pack I knew that my return would bring suprise, for one: I was no longer weak, two: I had not been seen for over two months and three: I was ready to fight...

The opponents and walked over the hill and the battle had begun. I was ready to charge out into the field to begin, and end, the battle. Before my 'father' called me in.
"What are you doing?" he asked me as I watched the battle outside.
"Fighting, why?"
"No your not, your pupsitting," he replied. At the mention of this word I growled and my father took a step back.
"No, im not," I growled back, rather calmly. "Im fighting and there is nothing you can do to stop me," and with that I turned and ran out onto the battlefield. When it was over, I was covered with bloody cuts, bitemarks and scratches but I had done it, I had proved them wrong. When the dead was collecting and the injured treated, they announced the ones we had lost. My father and mother were two of them. I missed my mother, all the times whe she had conforted me with my worries, dreams and loves. She was like a father and mother rolled into one and I knew I would miss her more then anything. Over the course of roughly two weeks I was transformed from a lowly pup sitter into a beta. My brother had gone mad from the battle, and now all he wanted to do was fight. So they offered me the job of alpha...

Three years later...

Since the battle my life was once again peaceful, I would lounge around in the sun and by the lake. Watching the sun set and rise, training pups to become warriors and advancing the medical herbs. It had been three years since I was offered the job of alpha but I had said no. Running a pack was for someone with leadership, victory and fairness. I had non of those things. But, I was happy. The pups still amused me, the cliff was still there and this was my home.

Art:
Coming soon.

Other:
Thank you, TWG and Mirandamay for giving me and everyone else this opportunity. Also I dont write in first person when I rp xD

Tell me something about the WOI stated on the official page:
A warrior of isket could be a big wolf with Normal ears, Long ears or really Short ears and 3 other different tails as well.
Also A Warrior of Isket will always have really special Armor! their armor also must alway have a chest plate and a back plate.

[corgie]

May I repost another form to a different post? { because my post will be uber uber long D: }

[Queen Jay]

Number of pup: 6
Name: Σκιά in Greek, Kizkia in american [size=85](It means "shadow" in Greek.)

Gender(Already given): Female

History/short story:
"Come on daddy! Let's go!" I shouted behind me as I chased some small prey. My father followed behind me, watching what I did. I laid low to the ground, almost invisible, and then dove onto my prey; killing it instantly. I trotted back over to my father, my thing, long tail swishing behind me. MY dark eyes sparkled with pride as I dropped it at his paws. He looked at me and said nothing. I looked at him sadly, but said nothing as well.

We returned to camp shortly after. Nothing said the whole way. Just an uncut silence lingered as a companion to us until we approached camp. As soon as we arrived, I dashed to my mother to show her my prize.
"That's wonderful Kizkia!" she exclaimed as she licked my ears. I made a grumpy face at her, I hated getting licked. I wriggled away from her and started chewing on the small creature I had killed. She stood and nuzzled me before heading to go see my siblings.
I was alone with my snack and my thoughts at last. I felt like a bit of an outcast, though, never truly accepted by my father. He wasn't a harsh man to us, but he never seemed pleased with me. I ignored the nagging feeling and finished my critter, then I headed out to see what everyone else was doing. My siblings were running about like madmen. Playing the age old game of "Kronadors vs. Warriors" that us pups loved. It was ironic; we played the creatures for fun that had attacked our families for generations. Hm. I jumped right in to play as well. I was always a warrior, never a kronador. The boys played them because they think they're "manly." Ha ha...
"Kizkia! Look out!" My sister shouts as my brother lunges at me. I snarl and grab his neck. I bite unusually hard for a pup, and my brother squeals.
"Let go let go!!" He wimpers and mother comes over. She looks angry and I feel terrible; what a fun game.

After a long, painful, time of being the family reject, I became old enough to be on my own. It was exhilarating. I could begin to train for my armor; every pups dream! Most of my time I spend hunting and practicing my fighting skills on trees and other wolves whom are willing, but I never feel pleased. I never feel like I'm working hard enough.
--END STORY--

Art: MORE TO COME!!!




Other: I have stalked the Warriors of Isket for a long time and made fan art and constant PM's to TWG90, I hope dearly that I can become a part of it.

Tell me something about the WOI stated on the official page: The very first litter of WOI pups were born to Laurona and Mardelius; a sweet and gentle mother and a strict, semi aggresive father. Their child, Rayo, went on to become the chief of the Isket Warriors with his mate; Soraya.