[Novva]

Number of the pup:#6

Name: Nanea (its Hawain for calm in one culture but high strung in another culture)

Short Story:At the mouth of the cave two glittering green eyes stared into the distance. Nanea stood there and as she breathed in the fresh night air and stared at the blue fields of grass that swayed in perfect rithem with the breeze, a whisper came from behind her. "Nanea?" said a sweet voice. Nanea knew who it was and she felt no need to look at her, but she answered "Yes" she said in a calm voice. it was her sister who walked to Nanea's side "why are you up?" she asked "i couldn't sleep." Nanea replied."oh" her sister said. silence owned the valleys and the cave until Nanea spoke "why are you up?" she asked "you woke me when you got up, you stepped on my tail." Nanea look at he sister "sorry" she said. "its okay i just came to make sure you where alright." her sister said."i am fine, i couldn't sleep before but i am tired now lets go to bed." Nanea said and started to her den when they both got there they snuggled up with their siblings and slept soundly through the night.
In the morning when Nanea got up she was hungry very hungry and her mom wasn't there she tiredly walked out of there den and wondered through the tunnels till she found her mom talking to another warrior "Mom." Nanea said her mom didn't answer "mom!" Nanea said Folan turned her head to Nanea "dear you are interrupting me, what is it you need?" he mom asked. "i am hungry" she barked her mom sighed and turned her head to the warrior and said "i have to feed them, but it was nice talking to you" the warrior nodded and her and Nanea walked back to the den. once Nanea was full she wondered through the blue grass when a rock tripped her she tumbled down the slant of the hill and once she hit the bottom she stood up and looked around the dizzy girl tried to walk but she fell over she was so dizzy. one Nanea could walk again she tarted to wonder not realizing she was wondering far from home. eventilly she got board and turned around to see grass and no mountains. Nanea tried to not panic and be brave.well this is what i have so far

Art: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=860233

Say three things about the WoI: W.o.I fight against the Kronadors to find peace for the land of Isket
every young W.O.I will have to go on a mission to find their armor
The dens are kept in the redish Mountans that are made of special minerals that will not erode away easily

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[Transmute]

Number of the pup: Number 6

Name: Keita (Forest)

Personality: Kieta's a tomboy, she loves to get into fights, and loves fighting in general, just not with Kronadors, because it arouses much emotion. Stubborn, yet loyal. She hates accepting things, if she feels that she doesn't want it to be true. If Kieta promises someone something - she keeps up to her word. Most would think her to be the tough person, but its not always true. Kieta can survive through a lot wounds, and still fight to the death if needed. She can hold in her emotions, until she's alone, where she can be herself. When she's alone, or with someone she likes, she shows her true self. She likes just hanging out - talking about feelings. Releasing the emotions she held inside for the day.

Short Story: I woke to the sound of fighting echoing through the dens. I huddled closer to Foalan, my mother. I could feel her tensing up as the sounds got louder and louder. Suddenly, a wolf ran into the room, dressed in battle armor, and bleeding in several places. Foalan got up, and the wolf whispered something in her ear, and she nodded in return. The wolf glanced in my direction, looking over my siblings and I. Of course I knew it was him. I knew it was my father the moment he stepped in the room, his black eyes filled with knowledge beyond his years.
My mother herded me and my siblings outside the dens, our father following close behind, defending us from any Kronadors who happened to catch up to us from the flank. Soon, I was caught up in the surge of fleeing wolves, torn away from my family. Foalan desperately tried to follow me, to bring me back to the group, but the other wolves kept pushing her back. I tripped over the paws of the adults, who snapped at me in annoyance. The cold of the winter pierced through my fur as soon as we exited the dens. As I started lagging behind, the others began to pass me. Slowly, the tribe was out of sight, engulfed by the forest beyond, leaving me behind in the trampled snow.
I tried catching up, but the snow began to fall again, masking both the paw prints and the scent. I began to make my way into the woods that my tribe had been headed in. After a while, I heaved a hopeless sigh, and lie down in the snow, tired from my long walk. ’I wonder if my siblings are tired too, or if the tribe has already found a safe haven… Why am I not with them now? Surely they would notice I’m missing. They’ll come for me soon, I know it!’ I was so lost in thought; I hadn’t even noticed the shape now standing in front of me. I looked up, only to find myself face to face with a Kronador youngling.
I tensed, ready to spring away at any moment, or fight to the death if I have to. I realized how much I was like my mother, right before my father came running into our cozy room, and how the events of what seemed like forever ago, tore me away from my family – my life. I knew that the small Kronador was a male, judging by its green eyes, and small horns on his head. I shuffled uneasily, the silence beginning to get to me. “Are you going to kill me or not?” I growled.
“Now why would I do that?” he chuckled.
“Maybe, because our kinds are at war,”
“Well maybe I don’t want to be in this war. Maybe I want to live in peace with your kind,” the youngling replied.
I relaxed a little, but not entirely. ’He could easily be lying, trying to get my guard down... ’ I almost jumped when I felt his warm nose against my fur. He recoiled for a minute. “You’re cold,” he said as he lay down beside me, his skin touching mine. Almost instantly, I could feel the warmth surging through my body again, the feeling coming back to my paws. I closed my eyes, and pretended I was back in the dens, safe by my mother’s side again. I sighed. “Goodnight mother,” I whispered into the night air, hopeful that the wind would carry it to her. At that, I fell asleep.
I woke to find the youngling dragging me by my scruff in distress. “They come! You must hide!” he whispered through a mouthful of fur. He tugged some more, and dropped me on a thorn. I yelped loudly, the sound echoing through the woods. “Run!” the Kronador yelled. The bushes behind us burst, and three adult Kronadors emerged. They’re eyes bore into the pup, leaving her trembling in fear. She turned, and scrambled towards the direction the younglings voice was coming from. Suddenly, she felt a tug from her side, and she fell over into a rabbit hole. The young Kronador stood in front of me again, just like the first day we’d met.
We could hear the Kronadors shuffling noises from close by, above us. Suddenly, she heard a series of barking, and running steps. I started going back up the small tunnel that I had fell in. “No, do not. They will kill you if they find you,” he whispered, real fear showing through his voice.
“I heard barking – it may be my brethren, come looking for me. I must look,” I said, poking her head out of the small opening.
Something picked me up from behind, and I yelped in surprise. I looked up, only to see my father’s pure black eyes staring back down at me. “Kieta... Let us go home,” he said soothingly. As he walked away, carrying me in his mouth, I saw the young Kronador that I’d left behind. I mouthed the words ‘meet me later, if you can find me’. I wasn’t sure if he understood me, for Ajax began to sprint, taking us out of sight.
After I rejoined the family, I quickly headed back into the forest. Thankfully, I found him waiting for me. “You know, you saved me twice, and I never knew your name,” I said.
“It is Borian. I know that you’re Kieta. You kind of... talk in your sleep” the youngling, Borian, said sheepishly. There, the young bond between us grew and grew as they aged. We were very much in love – yes. A Kronador and a warrior of Isket. An unlikely couple as it seems, but we were fit for each-other. Each day, we would meet at the edge of the forest, and enjoy the time we had together. One day though, Borian had angered me to the point of no return. I stopped coming to the forest. He still waited faithfully though, hoping I would return. Eventually, he stopped coming as well, and returned to his home. His home was my old home. The dens.
Only weeks later, the fight to get our home back had begun. The first day of fighting was tragic – we lost many lives, as did the Kronadors. Each day, I stood at the edge of the battle, watching every Kronador closely, trying to find the one I knew. Borian.
As we pushed forward to our home, our forces only a couple of yards from the dens, I spotted him. At the same time, he spotted me. I gave him a hateful look, and his head drooped a little. Suddenly, out of the fray, my father leaped onto Borian’s back, tackling him to the floor. I yelled. Everything seemed to go in slow motion. I could only watch in utter despair as my father ripped away at him. I ran from the scene, only hoping that my friend could make it out alive.
I returned alone to the battlefield, and ran to the exact spot where I’d seen Borian last. I stopped dead in my tracks when I spotted his body, several yards away from the scene, bloody and mangled. I let out a strangled cry. His body twitched. He was alive! I ran over several bodies to reach him. Tears streamed from my eyes as I looked over his wounds. “Kieta... I-I’m on the verge of dying,” he choked out. I nuzzled him lightly. He winced. “I want you to know, I’ll be waiting...” he wheezed out with his last breath, as his eyes rolled back into his head. That night, I sat by his body’s side, howling my grief into the skies, letting the world know of my loss.
From that day on, I sat on the edge of the forest each day, hoping, that he might return, that maybe he isn’t dead after all. I knew it would never happen, but still I waited. I knew he was waiting for me, in the land after, and someday, I would join him. Someday...

Theme Song: Goodbye

Likes: Play-fighting. Cloudless nights. Running. Hunting.

Dislikes: Rainy days. People who think too much of themselves.

Art: Without Armor : Armor

Say three things about the WoI: The Warriors of Ikset fight to find peace in the land of Isket, where they live in conflict with the Kronadors. An armor set requires a back plate and a chest plate. Every armor is unique, made by humans long ago, and found in the big cave, deep in the old forest.

Other: I'll add more to the armor if I win, to make it more intricate. I might even make a whole new different concept. I may need help with that. Also, if I do win, I'd definitely roleplay with her on the official roleplay page. At least after school ends I will. ^.^

[Starlight109]

Number of the pup: The beautiful puppy, number 3

Name: Yuzuki, is Japanese for “gentleness" I thought it would fit her personality. She is knowledgeable about nature and that makes her gentle with living things. Though she isn't gentle with the Kronadors, she is with pretty much anything else.



Personality:

Knowledge/Love of Nature:
As a pup Yuzuki has wanted to learn more about the animals she eats and the vegetation she walks on. She’d often ask her pack mates and her parents what a certain plant is. Or what an animal that was hopping around was doing. This knowledge latter helped with hunting and sometimes an attack on a Kronador. And this knowledge also turned to respect and love for nature.

Ambitious:
It’s every pups dream to create their own armour when the time comes around. Yuzuki has desired that moment ever since she laid eyes on her pack mates’ armour. They all said it was a difficult task but that made her desire stronger. She one day wants to make the perfect armour that fits her perfectly. And when that task is completed she will then finally get the chance to do more for her pack.


Adventurous:
Yuzuki has wanted to learn more about nature. So she often will go on small adventures. She could be gone for hours which often worried her parents. And sometimes would get her in trouble with a run in with a Kronador or getting lost. As she grew older this did not change. Even though she knew a lot about the land she lived on. She still went on adventures but with friends to show them a little of what she knew.


Curiosity:
Yuzuki is curious about a lot of things. But she will often find out herself what type of metal does her father’s armour contains. Or what species of animal was just floating above her head. When she can’t figure it out then she will ask her parents or others.


Brave:
Yuzuki has to be brave to be able to do the things she wants to. Like go adventuring alone in the lands, or to come up against a Kronador. Though she may be brave that does not mean she doesn’t get scared. Though she will try to keep that fear inside, so she would not to seem weak alongside her family, or her pack mates.


Gentle:
Yuzuki loves nature and its creatures. So it requires her to be gentle with it and patient as well. She will be gentle with her kind especially pups. Though when dealing with the krondadors she is not gentle at all. Also when someone tries to hurt and innocent plant or animal Yuzuki will get rough and tell them to bug off. Yuzuki does get meat though. It's what she needs to survive after all.



Story:

I look out at the tall blue grass that lay in front of red mountains. I smiled as I saw the grass slightly move because of the breeze. “What are you doing out here?” a voice came from behind me. I turned my head to look back and there stood my father Ajax. He was wearing his black and blue armour. I always admired his armour, and desire to create my own when the time comes. As I was day dreaming about making armour my dad had stared at me waiting for an answer. He cleared his throat and I popped back into reality. “Just looking at the grass” I told him feeling embarrassed. He came out beside me and sat down looking at the grass. “What is so special about the grass?” he asked me. I looked back out at the blue grass “I want to know more about it. Why is it blue? Where did it come from?” I looked back up at him and he simple shrugged his shoulders. ‘I guess it’s just something people don’t think about really” he said. I sighed and nodded my head in understatement. He smiled at me and then lightly pushed me back. “Come on its getting late” he said and walked back into the cave. I followed him and we went through a couple of tunnels and rooms till we got to where my mom and my other sibling were at. They were all silently sleeping. My dad motioned me to join them and I laid down close next to mom and fell asleep. The next day I left early for a small adventure. I wanted to find this small animal that buzzed around. I had seen one just the other day and was curious as to find out what it was. So I ran off in search of one. I looked around everywhere but made sure that I could see the red mountains. But an hour later I became impatient and wondered away from the area. I still couldn’t find one. Later I ended up getting hungry and was about to give up and go home when I spotted something almost glowing white on a dark green rock. I smiled have I finally found one? I stalked closer to it and it was confirmed. It was the small creature that I was looking for. But how do I examine it closer? So I decided to try and capture the creature. I had only my paws at the moment so I pounced up and tried to grab it. But as soon as it spotted me it fluttered away. I ran head first into the dark green rock. I yelped in pain and fell to the ground. But I soon recovered and got back on my feet. That’s when something strange happened. The rock that I had ran into moved! It actually stood up! But that’s when my fears worsened. The supposed rock turned its front towards me and I recognized that face. It was the face of a Kronador. It stared at me for awhile with its neon green eyes. Then let out a roar that blasted against my ear drums. I took that as a warning and quickly ran away. But the Kronador soon gave chase. I was probably an easy meal for it. I swerved to the right seeing the red mountains again. I called out “Help! Help!” I looked back in time to see the Kronador lounge at me with its mouth opened for a bite. My instincts made me jump up and now I was on the head of the beast. It reared up trying to get me off. I held on to dear life, I was scared out of my wits but was not ready to die. So I called out again hoping someone would hear me. “Help! Somebody!” The beast I was riding on threw its head up and I was thrown into the air. When I looked down the Kronador had its mouth open as if expecting me to fall in. I closed my eyes and prepared for the worst. A minute past and I had not felt any sharp pain at all. So I opened my eyes and I was dangling from someone’s jaws. I looked up and saw my mother with a furious look in her eyes. I was so happy to see her I thought I was going to cry. But that wasn’t what mom needed right now so I kept it inside. I looked over were the Kronador had been and saw my father and another warrior in full armour and battling the brute. Mom put me down on the soft grass and raced to help. I watched her go and body slam into the kronador. The one other warrior, clawed at the beasts back and dad dug his fangs into the male kronador’s throat. It dropped down dead and for a minute there was no sound except for the panting breaths of the two warriors. Dad then nodded his thanks to the one warrior and that warrior nodded back and left the scene. Then it was only dad, mom, me and the dead body of the beast on the ground. They both walked over to me, none of their faces showed anger. “What did you think you were doing!?” my dad’s voice questions me. It sounded angry and I was afraid to answer. “I was searching for this one animal when I came across it” I told them both. “Well you shouldn’t have left without telling us were you were going.” my mother scolded me in a calm manner. I dropped my head ashamed “I’m sorry” After a while I looked up and saw my parents exchange looks. “Its fine just don’t ever scare us like that again” my father spoke his face looked relived and slightly happy. That’s when I couldn't hold my tears any longer. I ran over to mom and dug my face into her fur. I cried my heart out and parents tried to comfort me. I eventually had fallen asleep right there.....
The next day I woke up next to my mother. I looked up and saw that she was sleeping soundlessly. I got up quietly trying not to disturb anybody and looked around again. I noticed that dad was gone so I figured I go and find him. Maybe they could talk for a little bit. I looked around in the tunnels and other rooms but couldn't find him. So I walked out of the cave and saw him and another tearing some pieces of the kronador that had attacked me just the other day. I waited by the cave till they were done. Dad then finally noticed me and I smiled at him. Dad walked up to me and sat down. “What is it?” he asked. My curiosity about that little flying animal was overcome ‘What is that little flying animal?” I asked. Ajax looked confused “What little flying creature?” he asked. As I thought of a way to explain I saw one of them flutter above dad’s head. I pointed with my nose “that!” he looked up and chuckled “That there is a Regal Butterfly.” he told me. The butterfly flapped over to me and landed on my nose. I laughed it tickled! “They are very pretty” I said. Dad smiled “Yes, yes they are.” The butterfly then flapped off and away from site. “Hey wait!” I cried out and pursued the butterfly. I heard my dad call out to me “Don’t get to far now!” I didn’t respond but I wasn’t going to go far. The regal butterfly landed on the grass and every time I would pounce for it, it would take off again and I would have grass up my nose. I chased the butterfly near the dens till I was tired and it was getting late. The butterfly seemed to dance over my head in victory as I fell to the ground tired. I growled at it and it immediately fluttered away. I got up and walked slowly back to the dens. I was already tired and not to mention hungry. When I got back to the dens I quickly raced through the tunnels till I found my family. Everyone was eating a dead carcass of an animal and I joined in hungrily. “Did you catch that butterfly?” dad asked me when we were done eating and now just relaxing. “No but I did have fun trying too.” I smiled. Mom giggled “Well good for you” she said gently. “Hey dad?” I began he looked at me waiting for me to continue. “Can you take me to the waterfall tomorrow?” Dad seemed shocked but nodded his head yes “Sure what for?” I really had no reason I just wanted to spend time with him. “Nothing really” I answered, I wasn’t one to confess my feelings that easily. Father shrugged not going to ask any further questions. He placed his head down to rest. I played with my siblings the rest of the day and when it was time for bed I was so restless it was hard to fall asleep. But I eventually did and the next morning dad and I set off for the waterfalls. It took awhile to get there but dad and I played small games during the trip. “Ok dad I spy something...blue” I was trying to have a little fun before we got there. “Is it the grass?” he asked his voice sounded bored. I nodded my head “yes...now your turn” dad sighed seeing no fun in this at all. He looked around and then said “I spy something...” he looked around and then looked forward “light blue I guess” I followed his gaze and saw the waterfall in the distance. I gasped “the waterfall!” I said excitedly. I raced towards it with my dad at my heels. Once I was only a foot away from it, I jumped and splashed into the water. The water bubbled around me. I quickly doggy paddled up to the surface for breath. I looked over to see dad just laughing at me “What’s so funny?” I pouted. He looked away “oh nothing” I splashed him with me tail and he looked angrily at me. “Hey!” he complained I stuck my tongue out on him and he dove into the water splashing. He then came to the surface and splashed my face with his paw. “Take that!” he said playfully. I growled and jumped on him. He pretended to be scared “Oh no the sea monster is attacking me!” he slowly paddled away and I swam after him giggling. It was like that for most of the day. Just dad and I having fun. But after an hour or two we started heading back. “I had fun dad” I told him as we walked still soaked to the bone. He smiled soaked as well “I did too” I looked up at him and gave him a bright smile “I love you!” Father chuckled and gave me a lick between the ears “I know”... And the story continues.

A couple days later....


I have never gotten into a fight before. Mostly because I'm a gentle person that loves to learn about nature. But the things I love to learn about may seem as a joke to another. This is what happened between me and my sister. I walked out of the dens, it was a quiet afternoon and everybody was relaxing seeing no danger that would come today. I hurried down to the location her. She tackled me to the ground and I hit the soft ground with a thud. I looked up angrily and my siblings and I had planned to meet. We were going to play around as pups would usually do. It was going to be fun since you never know what will happen next. But it wasn’t something I liked. Once I got there I saw my siblings playing around as usual. But my one sisters wasn’t there instead she was playing a game of her own. She was face to face with a regal butterfly every time the butterfly would try to fly away. My sister would try to snap at it with her teeth. I quickly stepped in and separated the butterfly from my sister. She looked offended “Hey I was playing with that!” she complained to me. I growled at her “You’re going to kill it!” I snapped at her. She seemed to see my anger as an act of wanting to play. So she playfully growled asking for a challenge. I pushed her off no longer wanting to be strapped down. I glared at her “I mean it!” I almost yelled. That’s when my sister realized that I wasn’t playing around. She stood still almost scared to move. She then dropped down her head remembering that I liked nature “Sorry sis” she said. I softened up I couldn’t stay mad at her forever. “It’s ok just don’t do it again...ok?” she smiled at me and nodded her head before running off to join the play of our other siblings. I looked around for the regal butterfly and spotted it on a rock. I came up to it but it did not fly away. Instead it fluttered lightly onto my nose. I giggled softly “This seems familiar have we meet before.” But the butterfly did not answer and it eventually flew away. I smiled slightly to myself and headed off to play with my siblings the rest of the day. So even though my sister thought my love of nature was only play she soon realized that that was who I am. And I’m ok with that.


Art: Puppy body art
Bad head Shot
Helmet Sketch
Body Armor Sketch
Color in of Helmet
Color in of Body Armor


Say three things about the WoI:
- They live in what seems to be a cave but inside is a bunch of tunnels and rooms. The cave is in the side of some red mountains. And there is only one opening to the dens so they can see any attack that would be coming from their enemies
- A custom WoI can breed with another custom. But a normal male can't breed with a custom female. Yet a custom male can breed with a normal female. And lastly a normal male and female can't breed. But the Alpha can breed with anybody.
- Kronadors are horse like lizards that are the enemy of WoI's. There are two territories and the other side fights for the lands. But neither side has been able to overcome the other for generations.

[Ana!]

Number of the pup:
Six (6)



Name:
Aloïsia (or Aloisia)

Pronunced:
(al-oo-see-a)

Origin/Meaning
Old German- "Famous Warrior"

Nicknames:
"Lulu", "Lucy", or "Allie/Ally"
*However, nicknames are rarely used*

Gender:
Female ♀

Age:
Pup

Species:
WoI (Warrior of Isket)



Likes:
Sunsets
Aloïsia has always loved sunsets, ever since she was little. She loves the colors that come with the ending of a new day. The reds, oranges, yellows, etc. And the moon slowly coming into view. Aloïsia find it peaceful, sitting outside the den, watching the sun go away. When she was little, Aloïsia was always scared that the sun would leave, and never come back. But obviously, as she started getting older, she realized that there was nothing to be worried about, and that the sun would always come back.

Swimming
Ever since she could remember, Aloïsia had always loved to swim. She doesn't remember how she got into it, but it just happened. Whenever she has the time, Aloïsia goes out to find a place to swim, usually doing so by herself. On the rare occasion, she will bring someone along with her, but like stated, on rare occasions.

Laying in the Grass
Aloïsia loves to spend peaceful nights laying in fields of grass. Especially on a day with a breeze, and the grass blows with the wind, causing it to brush against her fur. Sometimes, when she's sleeping, or resting, with her nose in the grass, a slight breeze can cause the grass to brush up against her nose, causing her to sneeze. This always startles Aloïsia, and everyone always finds it funny.

Staying on Guard
Her den allows Aloïsia to see out into the distance. She loves looking around, making sure that nothing around the area has been out of the ordinary. Aloïsia thinks that if she saw an enemy, and warned the others, she would be considered a "hero", and a hero was all she wanted to be. So she trained her eyes to sense unoriginal signals, or suspicion.

Friends and Family
Friends and family mean the world to Aloïsia. Who knows what she would be getting into without them to set her straight sometimes. When it comes to it, Aloïsia will always be there to help out someone in need, as long as she considers them friends or family. She would do anything for them, and that's no lie. Aloïsia can be very protective of the ones she loves and cares about.

Dislikes:
Kronadors
What nothing better to dislike than the Kronadors themselves. She has always wanted to fight with one, but comparison in strength, Aloïsia has a really slim chance to succeed. She promised herself that one day, even if she needs to beg and plead, she will fight against a Kronador. Whether it's alone, or with someone else.

Winter
Aloïsia has never really liked winter. The snow, the cold climate, it's just something that she wasn't very fond of. No one, not even Aloïsia herself, knows of the reason for hatred against the winter season. However, everyone does think that Aloïsia will develop a liking of the season, eventually.

Thunder and Lightning Storms
Ever since she was little, Aloïsia had never liked thunder and/or lightning storms. And the fear only got worse when Aloïsia almost got hit by lightning. How did this happen? Aloïsia, being a very outgoing pup, decided that it would be fun to go out in the rainy, and stormy weather, to jump in puddles of water. Now, every time thunder, or lighting, appear, Aloïsia knows better than to go outside, so now, instead, she hides deep within her den, so that she knows she can't be affected.

Liars
There is nothing more that Aloïsia hates than liars. Aloïsia is very truthful and honest, but yet, others still decide to lie to her face. The part she hates, she usually knows that they are lying to her, because she figured it out, or knew the truth from the beginning, yet they still do it. That is probably the one way you can get Aloïsia very mad, and I mean VERY mad.



Personality:

**If I have time**



Short Story (Her P.O.V):
I woke up to to the roaring sound of thunder, and the bright flash of the lightning that accompanied it. I was never a fan of this part of nature, it scared me, and still does. I always thought to myself that being scared of thunder and lightning was silly, but I never got over it, and I don't know why. It then turned silent, and all that was heard was the soft sound of the rain falling against the ground outside. I looked towards the den's entrance, and saw no sign of lightning. I got up from my laying position, and cautiously made my way up to the entrance. All of a sudden, the thunder roared again, catching me off guard. Followed by the flash of the lightning, I jumped in fear, and ran towards my mother. I got behind her, snuggling close for protection. At this point, I didn't even care if she woke up. I looked up from where I had hid my head, looked over her, and looked outside one last time. Scared to get caught by surprise again, I hid my head, and tried falling asleep. After a couple of thunder roars later, I drifted of into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I woke up to the sun light shining right into my face. I slowly started to open my eyes, wanting to just go back to sleep. I yawned, and got myself on my feet. I saw that no one was in the den, so I decided to make my way outside, almost tripping over myself, to find out where everyone was. I got to the entrance and squinted my eyes because the sun light was so bring and strong. My eyes soon adjusted to the light, and less squinting was required. I didn't see anyone, so I decided to go for a walk, hoping to find them. I can't find them, I though to myself, what if something happened to them? Just as I finished my last thought, I got pushed by something. I shook it off, and looked around, scared, to notice my brother looking at me with the same exact look when he tries to pick on me.

I gave him an evil look; "You're so mean," I said as I went up to him, "you know I don't like being scared like that. You know I would automatically have thought it was a Kronador."

He looked at me with a sly look, then blurted out, "that's exactly why I did it!"

I pretended to be mad and walk away, then, faster than he had time to take another breath, I turned and jumped on him. He tried to pull me off of him, but I always came up with a way to make him stay down. I had always been a bit stronger than my brother, but he doesn't like to admit it, so I tend to prove it in the best ways possible, physically.

"Aloïsia! Stop it! I give up! Okay, you're better than me! Now please get off of me!" He was getting mad that he couldn't get me off of him, I knew it. He always says the same thing over and over again to get me off, and it works because I love hearing him say that I'm better than him. "Thank you," he said when I slowly got off of him. "Mom, dad, and the others are at the waterfall. I was coming to get you, they got food for you. They were going to wake you up when we left, but after the storm last night, mom knew you needed to sleep as long as possible."

"Thanks. Race you there?" I asked. "On the count of three.. Ready? THREE!" By the time I said three, I had already started to run. I'm surprised that he hadn't gotten used to this game. Or at least, this little trick I always play on him.

"No fair! You skipped one and two!" He yelled after me, trying to catch up as fast as possible.

"I know!" I yelled back at him, now going full speed towards the waterfall.

A Year Later:

Startled, I woke up from a dream, no wait, nightmare that I just had. Not being able to explain what it was in detail, all that really caught my attention, were the Kronadors. And that night, to have that nightmare, wasn't the best, because today.. I get my armor. I'm actually really nervous for it. I feel like I'm not ready, and that along the way, something bad will happen, and I won't get it, and I'll disappoint my family, especially my mom. She's always there for me, and if I fail, I'll feel like I'm failing her. Therefore, I must keep a positive outlook on this situation.

"Aloïsia, you okay?" I looked towards the sound of the voice, and saw my mom standing a little over a foot behind me.

I gave a weak smile, "yeah mom, I'm fine." I quickly looked back to my original place, which was me being in my own little world.

"I can see it in your eyes, something is wrong. You know that I can tell how you're feeling." She came to sit beside me, and looked at the same place I was looking, "and I know you want to tell me what it is." She was right, I did want to tell her.

I looked up at her, and looked back to where I was before, "I'm just kind of nervous for today, you know, with the armor and all. I just don't want to disappoint you. I feel like I will, and I don't want to. I want to succeed, and for you to be proud of me." I just kept on rambling on about this for a good five minutes.

She playfully bumped me, "Aloïsia, I can never be ashamed, or disappointed, in you! You know that. No matter what happens, you're going to be my little girl, and I'm always going to be proud of you." Now it was her turn, she took a couple minutes to explain how I could never disappoint her, no matter what I did.

Later:

I sighed, it was time. My mission for the armor was about to start. I looked in the direction of my mission, and gulped really loudly. Gladly, no one heard it. I was really nervous, and it got worse when my dad said that it was time for me to go. I started in that direction, looking back to announce my goodbye's to the whole family. I looked ahead once again, and kept going.

I knew where I was going, and I knew that the forest was dangerous, and I knew it was only time until something dangerous slowed me down. I better stop thinking about it, I don't want to jinx it. I started into the forest, and it was quiet, too quiet. I was starting to think that I was going to forget my way there, and get lost, with no one around to help. Stop it, Aloïsia! That's not going to happen! I had to keep thinking that to myself.

As time went on, I was getting less nervous, and was now as confident as ever. I had a feeling I was close, I knew I was close. Then I heard something from around the bush. Haha, get it? "From around the bush" instead of "from around the corner." Haha, no, it wasn't that funny... Sometimes I use little thoughts that are "funny" to calm me down when I get scared or nervous again. All of a sudden, I heard it again.

**Might not finish. But if I don't, my entry will be whatever is here**



Art By Others:
funsized

Art By Me:
Traditional - Non Colored
Digital - Colored
Colored In



Say three things about the WoI:

-There are four different types of WoI;
a) Big Wolf with long ears and a long fluffy tail.
b) Big wolf with normal ears and a long tail.
c) Big wolf with normal ears and a normal (round ended) tail.
d) Big wolf with short ears and a curled tail.

-Armor lay in a big cave deep in the old forest of Isket, and it's one mission for every
young WoI to go through to get their own special armor.

-Dens are kept in the redish Mountains (which are made of special minerals that will not erode
away easily); Warriors chose a high barren mountain scape to be their home so that they could
easily see any intruders coming their way.



Notes:

- I know we are not allowed to have a "colored in" as part of our art section, but I wanted to try out her design on someone else's lines. I hope that's okay, because I have other art of her that I did myself.

[mordacious]

⊱Иʋмвɛя σғ ρʋρ⊰

Puppy number one, the white female.

➹Иαмɛ➹

Dyandria

Die-En-dray-Uh

❦Иαмɛ мɛαиιиɢ❦

Divine. Mythological ancient Roman divinity Diana was noted for beauty and swiftness; often depicted as a huntress. Also Diana Princess of Wales.

¤Иιcκиαмɛƨ¤

Friendly
1. Dyandra (die-an-dra)
2. Dy
3. Drya

Trouble
1. {Full name}
2. Enas (one in Greek)

♐Ƥɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ♐

Adventurous
Dyandria earns for much more in life, sure there is adventure everywhere... But she doesn't want adventure just in one place. What she really wants to do is to stuff her mind with all that she can, sights, sounds, smells. Everything. Having such a goal as this, she can't stay in one place for too long or she gets bored.

Optimist
Dyandra tends to keeps a positive look on life. When life throws you down, jump right back up. (Unless, there is a Kronador, of course.) She likes looking on the bright side of things, and usually keeps her hopes up high. Even when dashed, she tries to stay happy. In her eyes, happiness is the only thing others cannot take from you without your consent.

Hyper
This warrior never runs out of energy, it seems. Ever since birth, Dyandria has been moving and making noise. She can tolerate silence and sitting still, but for a short amount of time. It seems like this pup has ADD. She is has a lot of trouble paying full attention, and is very impulsive.

Independent
Though she'd love to stay and spend time with her family, Dyandra has been ruled out as the black sheep in her litter. The only pup with a base fur color all her own, she has been rejected and ruled out for so long she has learned to be very self-reliant and independent.

Honest
Dyandria is brutally honest. Though it may take quite a bit of time to get an answer out of her, she'll tell you the full and utter truth. Why should you lie? It only makes your words dirty.

Easily Stressed
She is so easily stressed out, so avoiding problems and difficult situations is a must. She tends to gloss them over, making them seem a lot less important or much easier than they really are. Even though this could be considered lying, she can't help it. This is a do or die thing with her.

Empathetic
Dyandra has a way with emotions, whether someone volunteered or not, she knows how they feel. It isn't a super-power or anything, it's just a very spiritual thing with her. With her brutally honest trait, the world has given her another trait to help soothe any hurt feelings she may of caused.

Snark or Sarcastic
It's just a very nice way of putting she can be rude. No one likes being demoted or lessened, and in fear of this she decided she'd put up a wall. With this wall of snark comments and sarcastic remarks, she's pushed all possible enemies (and friends) away.


℘Ƭнɛмɛ ƨσиɢ℘

The Call ~ Regina Spektor

Lyrics

♥It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

♥And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

♥I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

♥Just because every thing's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are as you head off to the war

♥Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

♥You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say goodbye

♥You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say goodbye

♥Now, we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

♥Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

♥You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye

♥You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye

Why'd you choose this song in particular?

I chose this song because of how I see Dyandria. If I were to win her, I'd continue on her story. It wouldn't be in the small bits and pieces it is currently in, it would turn into something much more. I see Dy as the type of character who thinks the world means to turn on her, the type of warrior that is a bit confused on where they stand in life. We've all been in that predicament, where we feel alone and lost. This song explains how she thinks of life, you get over one rough patch and there are so many more left standing.



Likes✔+ Dislikes✖

Adventure✔
Travel✔
Philosophy✔
Noise (Not necessarily talking, maybe a rustle of leaves or the sound of a snoring den-mate.)✔
Fidgeting ✔
Small places ✔
Running ♥♥♥
Silence✖
Large, wide open areas✖
Dragonflies✖
Stillness✖
Anger✖
Being dirty✖
Blood✖

☆Ƨtory Legend☆

Pup names
Puppies without the parentheses around their number have their name in Greek. Their name means their number.
Dy (pup one)
Dio [thee-oh]
Tria [three-uh]
Rohan (pup four)
Xerxes (pup five)
Exi (x-ee)

Disclaimers
* = Since SugarCollie has nothing up on Rohan, I have no clue what his personality is. I guessed, and made him the quiet one. Please don't deduct points off for this error. c:



۩SƧтσяyʏ۩

First paw-steps
AGE- Roughly two weeks old
Everyone started off as that little ball of fuzz, crawling around and whimpering as you looked for your mother. I, started off the same way. Opening my eyes for the first time was phenomenal, do not get me wrong, but feeling the earth beneath your paws was so much more magical.
Crawling towards mother that day was a hassle, Xerxes and Rohan were already waddling around. After a numerous amount of times trying to get to mother's flank without being trampled I finally had had enough. Standing up on that reddish-brown dirt and taking that first step was empowering, wondrous even. Well, at least up until the moment I tripped and fell onto my muzzle.
My best friend
AGE- Three months
"Socializing isn't easy, at least, it isn't for me. I'm not a very outgoing puppy, and I don't like talking to others. I usually wonder out near the stream, which is where we are today. It's lovely, being almost entirely alone, right Rock?" Tilting my head to the side a gave my friend a lop-sided grin. Rock, of course, gave no answer. "I knew it. Your brother's and sister's don't like you too much, do they?" I knew the feeling all too well, considering I was the black-sheep of the litter. Picking up Rock tenderly, I headed back to the den.
Random fail story thing
AGE- Six months
I wasn’t always this rude or quiet, or as insightful. Things have changed for better and for worse, as some may point out. Most of my life I was ruled out as the black-sheep of Ajax and Foalans’ pups. Both of my parents never ignored me on purpose, nor did they mean to scar me in the way that they did.

This month had been so rough. At the beginning, we started our training to become a full warrior of Isket. It was challenging at first, having to train. I couldn’t pay attention long enough to fully grasp the concept of the lessons... Maybe that is the reason why I was moved to mother’s training group.

The day after I was moved to mother’s class, and I had gone out to find Igino. He was my friend, and I often saw father heading off to see him with auntie Amanra beside him. I had to see him today, yes, it wasn’t our ‘day’ to talk but I still needed to see him desperately. On my way there, I overheard my parents talking about me with the alphas, and it wasn’t soothing to overhear.

“You know her case, Amanra.” A rough, authoritative voice said. It was my father, Ajax.
“There’s nothing wrong with her, nothing at all, it’s just... She’s distracted.” Mother spoke softly, in a very thoughtful tone.
“Distracted as it may be, she isn’t learning as quick as the other pups. We need warriors, not sluggish pups... Look, Ajax, I fully understand the position you’re in.” Amanra sighed, and I heard her sit down. “But it’s either she’s put into that class, or we wait another month for her training to start.”
“Are you suggesting my pup is like a slug?” Foalan’s voice rang through the akward silence, the agitation apparent.
“Not at all, Foalan, no. I’m simply saying we can’t have an untrained warrior. Look, being in your class may help her. You know her better than any of the other warriors. This may just be a way of her saying that this is too sudden and new for her.”

The words they had said rang in my ears, stabbing at my hurt feelings. Too sudden and new? It wasn’t all that sudden or new to me. I just couldn’t fully hear what they were saying. At the waterfall, I was too busy watching fish and listening to the rushing water rather than listening to my boring old trainer.

The quest for armor Kronadors
AGE- Thirteen months
I'd finally made it to warrior, it turns out I was held back as well as placed into the slower-paced class. Thinking back on it, it wasn't that drastic of a change and I shouldn't of acted out in the ways that I did. Over the course of those seven months, I had yet to see a real Kronador. Today, I was going to find one.
"Good-bye, mom. I'll be back by as soon as possible, alright?" I nuzzled my mother's black velvety fur once before letting out a small huff. I had on my oak armor, just for the trip to the cave. Ajax had told us stories of his quest to find armor, and once recalled how he wished he would've brought his wooden trainee armor.
Dipping my head in a silent farewell, I padded off through the soft-blue grass that led to the dark woods. It wasn't as awful as everyone put it up to be, the trees loomed over you quietly and everything was silent. You would think it was some massive blood-bath from the way elder warriors talked about it. "What do you think, Rock?" I asked my rock softly, looking over at it. I had craved a special hole into the wood for the rock to fit in to it.
Suddenly a hushed growl came from a bush to my left. My muscles tensing, I turned my head slowly. Two, widened yellow eyes peered out at me through the blue leaves. My hackles raising slowly I crouched low. A primitive growl escaped my muzzle as all my instincts took over and I lunged.
The female Kronador knew my attack plan before I did, and dodged nearly all of my moves. I raced toward her as she sprung out form behind the bush, her teeth bared. "Ready for a fight?" I teased, my eyes narrowing. Before she could answer, I ran toward her neck. It wasn't a good plan at all, she swung her head and knocked the breath clear out of me. The woods spun, and I felt sick to my stomach. I wasn't going to win.
As I rolled to my paws, she let out a cool laugh. "Ready for death, warrior scum?" She mocked me, her yellow eyes glittering with pride. It was the end there, running toward me she rammed into my front before I could react, and I was sent into the black maw of my unconsciousness.
☤☤☤
Upon my awakening, I heard someone let out a whine of relief. Why wasn't I dead? "Oh, Drya, my Enas." Foalan nuzzled my neck tenderly, licking it also. The cave was too bright when I opened my eyes, it glittered with many metals and precious minerals. Igino stood to the side, conversating with some bird that glowed with an aura of white. Soon ignoring it, I frowned. We were in a cave full of armor. I could barely hold back my excitement, it overtook my pain and turned it into sheer joy. I had made it to the cave, the armor cave. It glowed of all types of armor, obsidian, silver, gold... Standing I slowly walked around, my eyes searching for the 'one'.
The beginning
"Though that was my past, I still have so much more a head for my future. I hope you enjoyed my story, and I am deeply sorry I could not convey it in a more excitable way. It was how my past went, and it'll never change. I wish you good luck on your own adventures and I surely hope you'll have as good a time, if not better, as I did." I dipped my head down to the pups, watching them wag their small tails and yipp. It was warming, to see how other's grow up and learn in their own ways. Heading off, I curled up atop my 'boulder' and closed my tired eyes. Tomorrow would be a new day, that brought new adventures, excitements and terrors. Plus, who knows? It may even hold a bit of all three.



✎Δят✎

Happy, mad, and neutral Dy
Lines by my real life friend, colored by me.

Dy and her rock
Made entirely by my favorite person in the world, Kiley. :D

Dy looking at you
Made by me, I need to start up drawing digitally again. I know, it is horrid.


⊙Ѳтнɛя⊙

Yes, I know that her name is roman yet everything else around her is Greek. I could not find a way to say roman numbers (Besides Roman numerals)

I'd also just like to say, thanks again for continuing to make warriors. I know it takes time away from doing other things, and it can be stressful at times, but the fact that you all keep it going and alive is amazing. Personally, I'd have a nervous break down during all of that. (Even if it is just on the computer) I really hope this is my big break to get one of these gorgeous creatures, but even if it isn't, it makes me happy to know that they all got wonderful homes. <3

EDITED WHY? I edited the form AFTER the deadline to fix a picture. Lillian said it was fine, and it was all that I changed, (:


❉Ƭняɛɛ тнιиɢƨ αвσʋт ƜσƖ❉

Getting armor is hard for every young WOI. It was found by the UR's many years ago, and it lies deep in a forest. The armor was made by humans some eight-thousand years ago. The humans died away years and years ago due to evolution. The only thing survived all that time and was made by humans, is the armor.

Only custom WOI and leader WOI may breed. In this litter, the puppies are customs since the father was a custom and the mother was a normal WOI. Basically, the male has to be a custom or no breeding regular WOI.

There will be no making your own custom warriors. The only exception is winning a contest (If that is the prize). If anyone copies warriors, TWG90 will take them down and there will be no more Isket.

[nixxiona]

and also, would a few very minor edits to the pup be okay, like making the face markings black rather than the whole cheek?
other than that, how long do we have until this one closes?

[Alley96]

and also, would a few very minor edits to the pup be okay, like making the face markings black rather than the whole cheek?
other than that, how long do we have until this one closes?

No you may not change the deisgn. It ends on November 11

[Lilian Nightshade]

and also, would a few very minor edits to the pup be okay, like making the face markings black rather than the whole cheek?
other than that, how long do we have until this one closes?

Sorry, but no changes will be done to the design. And the deadline is writen on the first post.

[nixxiona]

oh, that is alright. she is still the most gorgeous WoI since faolan himself! i do prefer a plainer one though, but i love her! <3

[Rain Cloud]

.:Number of the pup:.
♥ The gorgeous, beautiful, number 1 ♥

.:Age:.
1 - 2 years-old[:.

.:Gender:.
♀ .Female. ♀

.:Name:.
.Talullah.
Native American Choctaw Name For
Leaping Water.

.:Nicknames:.
.Tay.
.Leap.
.Water.
.Windy.
.Beauty.
.Silence.
.Talullah.

.Personality.

+ Positive +

Independent;
Talullah does NOT depend on others when shes's in a situation she can't handle.
She knows she can manage anything on her own anytime.

Responsible;
If a wolf of her community gives a quest or a job to do; Bella will most likely get the job done.
She does not let anything get in her way of finishing a responsibly she has to finish.

Persuasive;
Talullah, will persuade you, she is always right.
Even though, she knows she is wrong most of the time; she will still try to persuade no matter what.

Adaptable;
She is really adaptable to anyone who is a new comer to the land of isket.
She will not be the one to be mean and push them away.

Organized;
Leap is very well organized; she has everything planned out before doing anything.
She thinks before she does anything, she's never a sloppy WOI.

Orinigal;
This young WOI never copies any other wolf that's from her pack or even lived up to.
She was always original since the day she was born. Other wolves try to change her, but she won't do so.

Brave;
Even though she is a shy warrior, she is very brave as well.
She forgets her fears and goes straight into attack mode.

Busy;
Talullah is a very busy little wolf herself. She is always training and does not have the time to full around.
At times she does, but most of the time, she is very well busy. She gives attitude for those who fool around too much.

- Negative -

Rebellious;
Even though, Talulla is responsible, she will sometimes disconnect and resist control from a pack leader order.

Reluctant;
Talulla is a very willing young wolf, but she will turn that around and become unwilling to due to getting harmed in battle or combat.
She is willing to fight to her death, but is unwilling to not get killed at the time at need.

Introvert;
Tay likes keeping to herself an also; likes being in small groups. She gets her energy from being by herself.
She hides her feelings an emotions from her friends, even when they try to help her feel better. She just refuses to open-up.

Random;
She can be very random with her emotions and the way she acts at times.
She irritates a lot of WOI like herself, but that does not stop her from being herself.

Jealous;
She doesn't like any WOI or her siblings that compare anyone to her.
She gets very jealous if she isn't doing much better than other wolves around her.
She has low self-conscience.. but is willing to not give-up for more praising.

Rejects;
Rejecting changes in her life, is quite easy for her, but when it comes down to someone she dearly loved and lost forever.
She will most likely keep rejecting telling herself, that person isn't gone or just joking. She does NOT like changes toward life at all.

Rigid;
Talulla, can be ridgid to those who don't treat fairly. She wants to be treated the same way she treats you. If not. You're on her bad side.
She is always friendly, but she has her reasons to be rigid at moments.

Shy;
Even though, she is ridgid, responsible, and brave. She can be shy at times. Who isn't?
She isn't shy toward her pack memebers, but her mate & new friends, yes. She is shy. But she over comes it later in life.

.:Likes:.

+ Being A Warrior +
Tallulah likes being a strong & bold warrior of Isket. There is nothing more to her than this.

+ Rabbits & Deers +
She eats this for a diet, but not as much.
As long as it helps her[:

+ Raw Meat +
Her favorite diet meal, even though she eats it everyday..

+ Freedom +
If she doesn't have freedom, what would she more than pleased to have?
She does NOT like to be smothered at all.

+ Seasons +
Spring & Summer are her favorite seasons. She never sees Winter or Fall, but if she did;
She probably wouldn't like it as much as the two seasons she lives with everyday, since she was born with them.

+ Bravery +
She may have fears as well as shyness, but bravery is what she shows most of the time.
During close to death or near something she hates the most, she will never show fear.

+ Family +
Talullah loved her family, but if she has her own type of pups & mate.
She will most likely love them more than her own family that she has.

+ Peace +
Tay never really expected to have peace, but when she's hunting alone, she has it.
When she fights enemies for peace, it's something she won't give in for.

+ Isket +
Isket is where she is accepted for who she really is.
No matter how she acts or what she is;
No one judges her.
It's somewhere she can finally call home, for life.

+ Dens +
The dens in Isket are major excitable for her,
They are gigantic on the inside and scientifically.
She hides when needed to be hidden, but other times.
She will most likely be causing trouble for her curiosity.

+ War +
War is her middle name;
She doesn't like those who disturb her family or friends.
When it comes down to love,
She will declare war an never give in!

.Dislikes.

- Kronadors -
Talullah does NOT like Kronadors that take over peaceful land when they don't invade.
She likes living life, but those beast ruin it. She'll kill each an single one of them to get peace, again.

- Wounds -
Wounds he enemies. She doesn't like bleeding nor does she like the pain it gives her.

- Change -
She likes change, but when it comes down to real change as in friends & family leaving. There's a big no, no for her.

- Indents -
She's a neat freak, she does not feeling the dents in her armour that she wears everyday.
When it gets indented she freaks out.


- Death -
She's usually a happy looking wolf, but it comes down to death in the pack, she is a very loner introvert wolf.
Does not want to be bothered and very deadly when contacted.


.:Short Story:.

As I stand here, strong & bold, on the hill before Isket; The wind tries its best to take me down, but I am way stronger than it. I raise my head to the night sky, watching the little critters fly around me as I howl my sarrow story about my busy and hectic life. I love to howl the story of my life, every night, the stars come out over the horizon of my beautiful home, I live in today. I was turchered all my life by my siblings, father, and so-on. Well, Today, I stand as a Warrior Of Isket! I am proud of myself being.. I took so much loss and hurtings to get here today. I am a young warrior, but I will soon enough be a touch elder warrior myself. If anyone asks why I am always so quiet, it's because of my past.. But I left that behind to get here. I love who I am, who I've become, and who I've grown to be part of. I be more than gladly to tell you my life, that I grew up in..

Pup History:

Today, was the day my mother finally had me. I was still too young to realize anything was wrong with me or even thought that there was something wrong. All I knew is that my mother was a brave, beautiful, and most bold warrior wolf, I knew. My father was the same, except he pushed us extremely hard.. And never really praised me to do better, when I messed up or anything; All he did was yell at me. I grew up with name calling, but I just ignored those hurtful names. I was the odd-ball in my family since I was the only white pup in the litter. From there, you could already tell, I was the one getting picked on everyday. Anyways, as life went on, we started learning how to defend ourselves against enemies, known as, Kronadors. I never knew what they were because mother never told us what they were or even why we had to protect ourselves from the known monster. We had objectives to finish and adventures to begin. As always I was the one to get pounced and snuck-up on. But as I got bigger and more bolder, I started to become more rigid toward my family, except my mother, since she understood how I felt through all this that kept going on.

As weeks passed, I am now 6 weeks old, and I learned how to bite, slash, doge, an tackle. They come in handy, if you ask me. I used them on my siblings, whenever they get me ferious. I never got along with my siblings ever, since all they did was hurt me, and throw me in the dirt an laugh. From all this teasing & horrible name calling; I became an introvert. Yeah, I got upset & cried due to them, but I still held my head up high in the sky and never let it get to me like it used to.

"Talullah!" mother called out my name, since she was going on a hunting spree and I was the lucky one to always be chosen for it, too. "Coming, mother!" I called back, while running toward her. I had my wooden armour on, from there, I knew it training time, which I enjoyed most. We would train alone most of time, just me & mother, but father was being stubborn so I got stuck training with my brothers & sisters. I was jealous since I was the one too lag the most in his training excersises, but I wasn't the one to play around, either. Mother was proud of me for that, but the lagging father wasn't too happy at all. I fell over many times, but I was alert just incase my siblings wanted to attack me from behind or surprise attack me from the side. They joke around too much when they're training, but I don't. They depend on each other for help, I'm more independent so I depend on myself, which I am more proud of. For my siblings, not so much.

Months has passed and I am almost a teenager, I am inches away from the height of being known as one, and I can't wait. I am now independent, Bold, Noble, Original, Responsible and Adaptable to my enviroment. About three of my siblings went away to hunt with father, so I am left with two siblings, that stood with me & mother. Out of the two that stood, I was the youngest, but I was biggest. "Not so tough now, huh?" I teased them both, knowing they would say something back, but they didn't. "Be nice, Talullah." mother said back, I never knew mother would say that to me, since they were the mean ones at first. "Fine." I signed twitching my ear hearing something in the forest behind me. Mother flinched and stood-up to attack, she told us go into the den, but I didn't listen. Of course, I was the most one to refuse a pack leaders quest or reject an order when I sense horrible coming in my direction.. And that time was NOW.

Me & mother stood alert listening to the forest, waiting for whatever to come out and fight us. I barked, "Come out, coward!" I bravely said even though my legs were shaking and my teeth chattered loudly. My tail was between my legs, showing I was afraid, but I didn't care. I smelled the air and it smelled very disgusting and different, which made me more frightened than I already was. I whimpered, seeing a big hairy tail in a bush then move away slowly against the ground. Mother stood gaurd infront of me, saying go back into the den, but I was too rebellious to listen to her. The monster roared loudly, I flinched barking back at it. Mother charged at the monster, shouting "Kronador!" from there, I knew what the beast looked like and it entered my home also known as my terriotory. I went into attack position, forgetting all my fears and charging at the Kronador making it fall to the ground. Mother got frightened but she knew from my tackle, I was gonna win this fight. It's tail slapped me hard against my side and cried in pain not able to get back-up, but I did and charged back at the beast biting it and making it bleed from it's ear and eye. "I will fight to my death! So you better give-up!" I shouted as I fought it tensely even though I was being an idiot, 'cause I was bleeding from my side as well. The monster flew me off him and fled, but I was knock out since I hit my head on a tree along with my blood side.

Teenager History:

I am now a full-grown teenage wolf, living on a land being raised by my mother, but soon.. She has to leave to go back to her pack. I now understand the role of being a warrior wolf but not fully, though. Mother gave me the rules and still trains me. I do remember all the rudeness and rejects I did to her orders, but I did soon..get them done for her. I was soon out of my wooden armour, but I was still lagging from all the practice and experience. I was getting tired and knew I would never make a good warrior wolf like my parents. I wouldn't get hopes up for anything, but this was one of them and I was surely getting upset about it. "Mother.." I called to her. She didn't answer, so I went into the den to find her. She wasn't there, but my two siblings that stood behind were crying. That gave me a scare so I went out to scearch for her. "Mother!" I screamed out. Hearing and smelling the same exact smell I did when I was a pup. I fled trying to stay away from the Kronador, but it caught up to me before I could even say 'No'. It was only little me and this gaint beast known as a Kronador before me. I was shivering but I remembered I defeated it long time ago alone with mother watching me. I dropped my fear, kept my head high, and snarled feriously at the beast hoping it would give in sooner or later without me fighting. The beast roared and I was alone deep into the forest, this fight I knew I was going to lose since I didn't have wooden armour on.. I was basically plan in sight. I stood there waiting for it to move, still thinking of mother of where she was and why were my siblings crying. I backed up seeing the Kronador step forward toward me. I barked making it flinch, but it roared at me, stomping his hoof in front of me inches from me. I was almost killed like a bug, but I moved out of the way before he could even touch me. I looked to the right and saw a bigger wolf than my mother in titanium armour growling louder than I could ever growl at the beast.

The wolf jumped in front of me, telling me to step back and hind. I did so. "Be careful!" I screamed out to the strange wolf, knowing it knew what it was doing since it had its own type of armour. Mother's armour was nothing like it, so it amazed me and left me breathless. I watched as the wolf attacked the Kronador and it fell over since the wolf had spikes. The teeth of the warrior was extremely tough since the beast screamed out in pain. I laughed teasingly knowing that must've hurt him. The beast was about flee away but the warrior took a strike and killed the beast. I came out of the bush hiding, since he told me to hide. I came up close to him and bowed my head in respect knowing I wouldn't get anything out of it, but his height compared to mine was nothing seen like before. He lowered his head to my height, and I was nervous and shy to talk to him.. I wanted to ask him where he came from and how he knew I needed help.. but I kept quiet. All he said was "You will soon be a warrior of isket." then disappeared out of my sight. I barked in excitement knowing what he said meant something to me. I ran back to the camp ground hopping mother had returned so I could tell her what had happened and what I saw, but she was crying herself. From there, I knew something was about to change forever.

I was now a year old and everything that happened, changed my life, and I hated it. I never liked changes nor did I like loss. The news my mother told me, broke me into peices as I grown to believe it really happened. "My brothers died.." I said slightly to myself as I sat on a hill before this beautiful open blue ocean. The ocean breeze blew against my face and through my fur, which relaxed me slowly. My tears burned the left side of my cheek due to the scar that a Kronador gave me when I was a little pup. I remembered that day like it was yesterday.. Except my brothers were still alive. I never accepted change in my life and this was one them. I hate feeling this way, but becoming a warrior like the one I saw a year ago meant more to me than change. I was't gonna let that stop me neither. All I can say is, they were mean to me, never there for me, but they will always be with me to help me find my way through to becoming a proud warrior one day.

I am a teenager of my pack. I am the youngest, but the boldest out of the three sisters I live with today. I don't like them, either, but mother left me incharge due to her leaving back to Isket. She gave me a note, "Never let anything stop you from what you are doing. Even if I am not here, be bold, strong, and intellegent to move forward. You will soon be like me & your father." I still kept that saying indended in my mind never letting that go. I am close to 2-years-old.. And most likely. I will be a warrior no matter what it takes.

Adult History(WOI):

I am now a full-grown 2 year-old wolf. I kept everything I learned with me from both my parents and the strange wolf I never met in my entire life 3 years ago. Things I never thought I would learn, I learned from him. I was proud I never gave up in life.. I'm not that type of person to speak either, but in my mind, yes. I wagged my tail freely as I stood on a mountain before Isket. I looked down and saw red mountains, blue grass, and other wolves just like me in armour. I howled a story of excitement; I listened in as my pack members joined in with my howl. I jumped down from the hill to the ground to rubbed my head up against my lovely mate to my pups who next to become a WOI themselves one day like I. I remember all the memories, the abuise, and the name calling. I got way farther than my siblings did. My two sisters are now somewhere in this world, that I have no clue, but I, myself is a proud memeber of Isket.

I really don't have much a history for adult hood, but I do remember me training still and becoming much better. I remember hunting down a Kronador alone and killing it as another one appeared. I was thrown all over in the combat between us but nothing was gonna stop me from fighting and finding peace in the camp I used to live in. I have many injuries and my armour can you a story itself, if it had any words to say. My eyes can tell a whole story without me speaking, but I would rather tell you myself. A strong, bold, original WOI. If you did what I did when I was just a young white ball of fur.. You, yourself, will become a strong WOI like we all did. Let nothing stop you from thinking positive, or doing something you really wanna achieve as. The strange wolf that saved me long time ago is now my proud pack leader. My father, I have no clue of where he is. And my mother, I stand beside this very day. We are both very bold and strong. Intellegent and stupid as times due to the dicisions we make together, but being yourself is what is needed to more original then being something we don't want. You may have fears, but there are wolves here that don't have good hearing or sight seeing. We have scars and wounds that tell a story of a deadly fight or life. We have our own fears or frights, I already told you mine. So as changes come our way, it may seem hard; but remember, you always have your friends and other WOI like myself.. Who could help you through many various things in life as one can say.

I, Talullah, a proud Warrior Of Isket is glady to tell you; I made it.

/The End. C:

.:Art:.

Without Armor;


;I drew this.. I hate it. D:

With Armor;

;I did it much better here.
I like how it came out here |DD.


I tried. But fixed it up a bite more.
It's more of an outline noww. [;

.:Armour:.

Base;Titanium
Jewels; Aqua[:
Bands that hold the chest and leg plates on; Leather
Bandage; Woven.
Spikes; Titanum / Iron.

Advantage:
The base is basically titanum. It's heavy for her, but there are tiny holes in the armour, which makes it 'somewhat' lighter for her to carry in combat.
The spikes on the helmet, she wears is iron. It makes it better for head butting, since she is better at head butting than any other contact.
The spikes on her tail plate, also, is good for swinging her tail at enemies from behind.
It's attached the vine-like-wire around her leg, which makes her paw a finishing touch.
Her shoulder plates also have the spikes, it's good for body slamming them on the side to help another WOI in help.

Advantage:
Her helmet has two holes on the top, which makes her ears alert at all times.
The spikes that stick out in front of her eyes and end almost near her nose,
Are to protect her eyes from any danger coming toward her.
The titanium base of the helmet makes it harder to harm her eyes in any way.

Practicality:
The leather is used because it is bendable.
It's more easier to adjest to the body, when she is practicing or fighting;
It moves with her, in any type of direction, she moves in.
The whole base of the armour is layered, but it is made of titanium and iron.
Their both the strongest out of the woven / leather, which keeps the armour attached to her.

.:Theme Song:.

::One::Day::
By
::Trading::Yesterday::

::Hymn::For::The::Missing::
By
::Red::

::Till::I::Collapse::
By
::Eminem::

::Here::Without::You::
By
::Three::Doors::Down::

::Time::Of::Dying::
By
::Three::Days::Grace::

::My::Saving::Grace::
By
::ATB::FT::Aruna::

.:Other:.

I've always wanted a WOI (Warrior Of Isket) since they were created by the beautiful TWG90.
I never knew they were open till I saw possibly the second litter open ready for adoption,
Then I just litterally started seeing them everywhere. Which persuade me to finally try and get one for myself. ?

I had so many oppertunities before this and well. I messed up and always got wrong or never got any art done.
Once, I laid my eyes on this wolf; I just couldn`t say no to it. I really want this wolf, but if I don't, I'll just die<|3.
But I will most likely be happy for whoever wins her. She is a very gorgerous warrior wolf.

The theme song "One Day" by Trading Yesterday; I think fits her negative personality, personality perfectly.
The history of her being born to now, will mostly likely, fit in with it, too. I never really thought of any songs for her,
I just thought to myself and tried to at least picture "One Day" would be a good song for her.

If not it would've probably be "Hymn For The Missing" by Red.
That describes me more, though.
I don't think it would personally describes a WOI itself,
like our friend Gabriella here.

Also her design looks more like a windy type of WOI.
Gabriella fits her, but I sort of like Talullah better[:.

.:Say three things about the WoI:.

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

Earning Armor:
The armor had been made from Humans 8,000 years ago, since then there have been no humans in Isket they became extinct due to the evolution the other animals had gone through.

Types:
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.

.:Quotes:.

I am a young WOI. I am only 2 years-young in wolf age. I trained myself an by others, I am finally strong enough to be a warrior myself.
I will put my life ahead of me to protect my land and the ground below me, I stand above. These ugly beastly Kronadors are not stronger than me, an I, will make sure of that.

I do not joke around when it comes to training. If you are going to be in my training group to defeat a well trained Kronadors don't fool around, or I will be rigid. I do not care of what you have to say to that, either.

I love when the wind blows through my fur and try to push me over, as I stand on a hill of Isket. The silence is deeply precious, but I love the various sound of the sarrow whisper story the wind belows through my ears.

I am very serious and legit when it comes to the truth. Don't lie nor tell a fib. I find out very easily, I will snap at you, too. Rigid is my thing, so stop it.

:]Major WIP For Me[:

.DO NOT COPY ME.