[fugitive]

Number of the pup:
The second one, the one that shines.
#2

Name:
Nicholas
Why did I choose that name?:
I always loved that name, Nicholas, it reminds me of innocence actually. It originated in Greece, which Ajax (Unless the Lilian got it for somewhere else) originated in too. His name starts with N to honor his mothers name, I couldn't honor one parent with his name and not the other, why it would make me look...disrespectful? I enjoy nicknames for my characters, Nick is a nice nickname for all, isn't it?
Nicholas means victorious people.

Short Story:
Nicholas laughed as he dashed alongside his litter-mates. The fantastic game was tag and Nicholas saw that he was getting outrun by his sister. Trying to curve in a way to get her away from him resulted in a trip, and before he could get up she had tagged him. Still giggling he got up, his sister had already run off while his other siblings sat around a few feet away, waiting for him to make his move. He laid down in the lush blue grass, hiding himself from them and sneaking a small rest. The pup laid for only a few minutes before deciding to go after his brother.
”He won’t expected a thing..”
He ran out making his sisters run away from him but he didn't bother with them, he was going in for the 'kill'. His brother seeing his intentions, waited until he got close before he darted off. What? Taken by surprised, Nicholas slowed down, making a gap open up between them,
"Hey! Not fair!"
Nicholas yelled, Xerxes only laughed and kept running, Nicholas raced after. His brother was stopped by a warrior, Nick race full stream ahead, he was getting close enough to hear the words,
"-away from this area." His serious tone was softened with a smile "We wouldn't want the mean and ugly Kronadors will gobble you up!" Nicholas bounce up and tagged his brother, he had got him! He run away again, giggling heavily. Xerxes slowly followed. It was only a little while before he started wondering what was taking his brother so long. Running back, he still kept his distance in case his brother was planning a sneak attack.
"What's taking you so long?"
He asked, then notice the look on his brother's face, "I'm tried, don't want to play anymore." He said. Nicholas looked at him in shock.
"You mean you don't wanna play tag anymore?" He grasped, he couldn't help but wagged his tail, "I know! We could play... uh... race! Yeah, we could race!" He said. Xerxes stopped and give him a 'drop dead' look before continuing back to where their sisters where, their eyes drooped and Nicholas began to understand that play time was over. Looking at them made him sleepy, but he still wanted to play...
"Alright, time to go back to the cave."
Said a warrior as he started leading the tired puppies back to their beds. Nicholas wanted to stay out, he tried to sneak to the back, the warrior wouldn’t let him get behind him. Having no choice, Nicholas walked into the entrance. Though his brain started working and what that one warrior had said, the thing about their enemies suddenly interested him.
"Maybe... if no ones looking.."
The young pup muttered, stopping a second to think before walking to his where his litter-mates decided to sleep. Rather then whisper with his siblings, he curled up and pretended to doze. Nicholas’ thoughts turned to his plan, and his heartbeat grew faster. First he would have to get out of the cave, that would be easy.. He would find a Kronador and then he would defeat it. After that he would being it home and show everyone his... He shot his head up and shook it,
”No! I’m not going to go to sleep!
Nicholas woke up and looked around, what was he doing before? The pup took a second before remembering his plan.
”Aww! Why did I have to do that!?”
He silently cursed himself, his eyes were fixed in an annoyance. He laid there, sulking for a few moments before an idea came to mind, he would still do it, even though it wasn't as early as he wanted. He laid still till he sure that his siblings and everyone else in the cave were asleep before getting up, he didn't want to wake anyone. He walked as quietly as a clumsy pup can towards the entrance, and when he finally got there, happy that no one spotted him, continued on his way.
"What are you doing?"
A sharp voice sounded from behind, Nicholas panicked as he looked around, but quickly composed himself.
"Mother said she needed new leaves for her bed. They are not far from here and very easy to get." He lied, hoping he sound like he meant it. The warrior looked at him, doubt arose in her eyes.
"Hmm... I will acompany you, who knows what evil lays out at this time of night."
Nicholas had to look down to hide his disappointment, he wished that this warrior hadn't spotted him, but what was done was done.
"OK." He said, hoping she wouldn't notice his tone, but knowing that she would indeed. On the way there, he followed her though the undergrowth, he considered running into a brush, but that would be not a good idea. While he was thinking, an another warrior came up to the female and muttered something to her. Nicholas's curiosity soared as he watched the two, when they were done she looked at him,
"Get back to the den. Your mother will have to wait for new leaves."
She said before running with off the other wolf. Nicholas was ready for chance, he should go back, by the sound of her voice there was trouble, but he didn't. He wanted to see what was so 'scary', he wanted to see a Kronador. Running to a brush on his way back to the cave, he hid himself.
"I'll wait till I'm sure that no one is around..."
The pup whispered, he was determine to get out and see this world, his world. There was an eerie silence, though Nicholas told himself he wouldn't go back, no matter how scary it got. When he was sure that everyone was sleeping or out of the area he walked out, looking around so no one would scare him again. He only had one more chance, that warrior would remember him and tell the others if he was caught again. Once he was sure, he ran to the woods, where the one warrior watched him and siblings earlier. He got to the woods, stopping to catch his breath.
"It's *pant* hard to *pant* sneak away."
He said, before walking to the undergrowth. Sitting down, he looked around. He had done it, he had got away from his den, passed the evil that tried to stop him, and now he could wonder around. His chest puffed out as he walked, proud of his sneaking abilities. His loud foot steps echoed in the forest, but he didn't care. Nothing could catch him, ‘cause he was the best sneaky warrior that walked Isket.

Nicholas marched on, tried and unhappy. He had walked forever and hadn’t found anything! Stupid warriors thinking that there was danger.. When he got home he would tell everybody that there was nothing in these woods. He turned and looked around for the cave's entrance but couldn't find it.
"No matter, I sure it's right over there."
He said and started off again, he didn’t see it. He didn't care, he knew it was somewhere around here, he wasn't going to panic about something that close. Walking in another direction, he looked around, he started to have doubts that it was close. He now wanted to break down and cry, it just seemed to disappear. Starting to panic, he turned and started off again,
"This must be the way!"
He nearly screamed the words as he nearly ran into a tree. He stopped and started crying, where was he going? He looked up when he heard something on the other side of the tree. He lighten up, it most be a warrior. As he started to go to the other side, he caught the most disgusting smell, it smelt like something rotting, like something... died. Fear swelled up in his belly, what was it? He backed up,
-SNAP-
Nicholas yipped as that twig snapped, he had let a twig scare him? He growled and pushed the broken twig. Stupid thing. It was then he heard rustling, he remember the smell. Fear grabbed hold of him once more, freezing him in one spot. It's ugly face broke from the leaves. The pup’s scream filled the air! The pieces started to fit together, this was the infamous Kronador that struck fear into the hearts of all the warriors, the thing that should of scared
”Me..
Nicholas could of sworn the monster had smirked, it moved it's giant head to the side, allowing it's eye to the look right at his. Nicholas moved just at the right time, running just as the Kronador snapped foreword. The young pup yipped and ran to hide in a brush. The Kronador followed slowly behind. The pup’s whimpers filled the air as the Kronador pulled him out by the tail. Nicholas in vain, bit the thing, but it didn't even flinched. It threw Nick at a tree, he screamed as he nearly hit the target. He whimpered, trying to get up before it came back. The monster leaped at him. Was this it? Was he a goner? Four skilled warriors broke though the undergrowth. They leaped on the Kronador. It let out a loud war cry as they pinned it. It strongly pushed them off and started biting that them! They had to be quick to dodge it’s speedy attack. One of the warriors struck like a cobra. He had aimed and got the soft skin of the neck, the others soon were biting it too. It only took a minute for the creature to stop squirming and then breathing.
"Stupid Kronador! That's he gets for attacking our young."
A warrior said, her face was filled with disgust. An oddly familiar warrior approached him,
"Are you okay?"
He asked, Nicholas looked up, his shaking figured saw his father, who's face was worried and angry, Nicholas felt ashamed for his actions. Nodding he tried to get up, he didn't want to be carried back, he didn't deserve the rest. He limped a little as he walked towards the others. He didn’t want to be grabbed him by his scuff, he didn’t want them to do anything. But, Ajax grabbed his pup. Nicholas wanted to squirm, he wanted this to be a dream. The warriors traveled to their home, Nicholas laid limp though the trip and as they made it to the cave, the sun’s rays starting to shine.

Nicholas stayed in the entrance of the cave, he wouldn't leave it since what had happen a week ago, a whimper escaped him as he remember that night. The way the monster had smirked, the way he smelt.. The way he had attacked him was always his nightmare. He was afraid to be alone in the dark, he was afraid of his own shadow. He shuttered, wishing again he never left, he wished he could had stayed here all night.
"Hi Nicholas."
He jumped, and looked to the side of him, his sister sat there, looking into his eyes. "We need one more player for tag. You will play, right?" Nicholas knew without a doubt that she was trying to help him, who ever heard of a game of tag having to less of players? Well, unless there was only one.
He shook his head, his eyes were dull. He didn't want to do anything.
"But brother, you know you want too."
Nicholas did want to, but the outdoors where Kronador infested, he kept seeing them. He was afraid that if he left the cave, they would find him. But his sister didn't give up that easily, she gently tagged his tail, wagging hers. Nicholas looked at her and a few minutes later started moving his month, and then, after a week of no talking, word formed.
"W-what are you doing?"
He asked, his sister yapped in delight, he had spoke. wagging her tail ferociously, she tackled him.
"You talked! Brother talked!"
Her voice rang though the camp, Nicholas looked at her for a moment before smiling,
"Yeah.. I did. I'm talking!"
And once he found his voice, he ran out, happy to be 'alive' again. But soon ran back in,
"Er, I'm still not going outside.."
He whispered, though the smile stayed.
"But brother! Tag?"
His sister was detirmined to get him out. Nicholas looked at her,
"Er, well, Kronadors..."
He muttered, his smile began to fade,
"What about them? They wouldn't dare try to get you when I'm around!"
She said fiercely, making him smile a sad smile, he walked further into the den,
"It's not like that, sis, it took four warriors to take it down."
His sister became silent, she most have been rethinking her words. He walked up to her, gently cuddling her. He didn't fill in the details but told her about the night, it was the first time anyone knew the truth, the first time he let it off his chest, and it made him feel incredible.

In a few more weeks he was out there, playing with his sibling, though he was different, he changed. He tended to look at the forest, his eyes were filled with knowledge, he knew the dangers, he knew the cost. As long as he was around he didn't want anyone else to get hurt, he had to make sure of it.

Art:
Test #1
A test to see if I can/like to do the markings
Ref heavily used
Status: Finished.
Click
Test #2
No ref
A test to see if I can remember the markings
Status: Finished the drawing, still need to put into the computer.
Test #3
No ref
A test to see if I can remember what colors the marking where.
Status: Finished the drawing, need to upload to computer.
Main Art

Armor (Still working on it)

What attracted you to Puppy 2?:
You are my sunshine
To tell the truth, I wasn't to excited about this batch, the one I liked was 4 but I didn't need her. I looked again at #1, he was still iffy, his eye markings didn't agree with me. But then I drew him and it was love. He makes me so happy, I don't why, but there is something about his design that makes me as happy as a cup of coffee. He is amazingly fun to draw, I can remember his design, I can basically remember the colors, it's just perfect. <3
I would like a Woi for the roleplay, but even if the board told me I wasn't allowed to join it (I know you guys wouldn't) I would still want him, heck I would want him if the only thing I could do was stare at a picture of him. The gift lines are amazing, but not as amazing as his markings, so it wouldn't be completed without Nicholas.. now I'm starting to sound corny. x] Well, if I don't get him, I will be sad, granted, but let's not dwell on that. I only ask that the person that they love him and would let me draw fanart for him. I also ask that my armor not be used, even if I don't ever get a WOI I may want the armor for my other characters.

Say three things about the WoI:
One; Only male custom can mate with normal wolves to have pups, females customs and male normals can't have litters.
Two; Den appear to be normal caves but have a network of tunnels once inside.
Three; You are not allowed to make your WOI into a human, anthro, or normal wolf. They are Woi's, end.

[Zeee]

Number of the pup:
The glorious Pup 3 (three)

Name:
Bellator Fidelis
"Bellator Fidelis is a Latin word, for the meaning of 'Loyal Warrior'

Nicknames:
Bella
Ator
Fidel
Bellazilla

Short Story:
"Bella!" Reed calls from atop the hill. My ears perk as his eyes flutter and lock onto mine.
"Im coming, im coming." I laugh hesitantly. Usually Reed isn't this demanding. He grins. "Oh really? Well, your definately not the fastest fish in the sea."
I smirk cautiously, moving swiftly amongst the rocks and trees. "Reed, honestly. Don't be childish. It's not like your the brightest color in the crayon box." He laughs suprisingly and continues to annoy me.

As another noise intrigues me, I turn towards to see Ace getting his tail in a bunch, waiting for me.
"Bellator." He frowns. "We've be waiting for you."
I smile. "Hey, Ace. It's nice to see not such an annoying face. Come on, you don't have to call me Bellator. Just call me Bella."

"Hey!" Reed calls again. "Im not annoying. Am I, Ace?"
Ace laughs. "Well..." Then he gets cut off by his own words. "Okay, anyways, Bella... Oh darn. I've forgotton what I wanted to say." He smiles fakely. And, apparently, that's the end of that conversation, because Reed has torn me away from the soft embrace of Ace.

Ace had always been a good friend of mine. So had Reed, but he got on my nerves more often.
"Reed, I was having a conversation. That was quite rude of you."

"Whatever, Bellzilla." He laughs and grins evily.

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Art:
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Say three things about the WoI:

There is 4 different types of WoI.
Big Wolf with long ears and a long fluffy tail.
Big wolf with normal ears and a long tail.
Big wolf with noraml ears and a normal (round ended) tail
Big wolf with short ears and a curled tail.

No other types!

The dens of WoI are kept in the redish Mountans that are made of special minerals that will not erode away easily.

Their main rivals are chimera's who are a mix of horse and reptile.

[Shark-salad]

Number of the pup:

Number 6
Name:

Lina
Short Story:

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Art:


Say three things about the WoI:

They fight kronadors.The dens are huge networks of tunnels. Every WOI must earn there armore by traveling to a secret cave

[laces]

..:;Number of the pup;:..

The beautiful number 3


..:;Name;:..

Belle
French for 'beautiful'


.:;Personality;:.

Belle is the quiet member of her family. She'd rather stay in the forest alone by her favorite white water pool and listen to its bubbling chatter and the moths that surround it. It was more to her than any other warrior out there. She doesn't care what others think of her and tries to be her best self for her own self.
In a battle, she is fearless. She will not back down, but never feels any malicious thoughts against Kronadors. She is just fighting to protect her species.


..:;Short Story;:..

A warm breeze floated about Belle, stirring her tan fur around. She lifted her muzzle and took a deep breath in, smelling the wonderful aroma of the Land of Isket. She lifted her front paws and thrust forward with her haunches, shooting through the grass like an arrow. The wind whistled in her ears and swirled in her fur.
The beautiful trainee was aimed for the white water pond she loved most, out of all things.

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As she reached the forestline, Belle slowed. She trekked through the forest, jumping off of the red rocks into the blue grass every once in a while, the great trees looming overhead. She leaped through the air, excited to feel the cool, gleaming water on her paws; listen to her only friend's bubbling chatter. She peered through the undergrowth to search for the glimmering pool.

The pond was lit up with angelic white moths that swooped and dived near to the water, leaving glimmering trails of white powder from their luminecent wings. Belle calmy stepped into the clearing around the water, making her tread light. Dozens of alabaster moths flew around Belle as she lapped water from the cool, comforting pond. She lay down at its banks, breathing softly and listening to the stream that bubbled into her friend. She softly drifted off to sleep, surrounded by her friends; her serene guardians.

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“Belle!” Belle jerked awake at the sound of Ajax’s howl. She stood up quickly and ran over the red rocks, stumbling. When Belle finally stumbled to the edge of the forest, Ajax angrily woofed. “Where were you? You missed the entire first training session!” Belle stuttered “I.... was at… the…the.. p...p…pond.. and I fell as…asleep-” Ajax’s face rumpled with rage.

Belle tucked her tail between her legs and laid back her ears. “I’m sorry…” She whispered, but Ajax whipped around and ran off. She slunk behind, not wanting to face the trainees, and worst of all, Rayo. Everyone had been reminded of this? How could she forget? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

The tan trainee scolded herself over and over as she stalked after her angry father, blaming herself.

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“Look on the bright side, Belle.” Faolan licked her sullen daughter’s ear. “You got some good rest!” Belle looked up at her mother, trying not to glare. She huffed. Confined to this red, shadowy cave for half a moon! How was she going to see her friend?

Belle just glared at the ground, angered; she didn’t want to answer her mother. Faolan finally decided to give up, and Belle heard her stand up and quietly exit the cave. Belle laid down and curled her tail around her back legs.

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The other trainees’ laughter rung in Belle’s ears as they all entered, but she kept her eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. A couple minutes later everything was quiet in the small cave, and other caves were also. Belle rose and gently stepped into the main tunnel.

She snuck past all of the dens and found the opening in the side of the mountains; the front door of the cave network. She stepped into the dusk air then started sprinting to the pool, her heart filling with happiness.

When Belle reached the pool, she was panting. She stopped right on the outskirts and slowly entered the clearing like she did before. Right as her tan paw touched the earth she froze.

A huge male Kronador stood there, drinking our of her pool. Belle felt terror strike through her heart and she started to turn so she could high-tail it out of there. The Kronador lifted its head and saw her. Belle ran as fast as she could through the forest, howling, “HELP ME!”

Fear fed her as she dashed through the forest. She stumbled over the rusty red rocks. Oh goodness. Oh no ohnoooo! The Kronador thundered after the fleeing pup, catching up with every bound.

The huge reptile was falling behind after Belle took a sharp turn through the trees to head towards the mountains, to safety. She stumbled over a huge boulder and tried to get up when the Kronador appeared, roaring.

“Help!” She yelped as the Kronador neared. She got up and tried to scramble away when the Kronador leaped over the giant rock and grabbed the little pup’s leg in its teeth. Belle screamed in agony as she was lifted in the air.

She closed her eyes. The end was near. She felt dizzy from being so high in the air and she felt frozen in time.

A couple seconds later she heard a snarling, a clash of armor, and the sound of claws scraping on metal. She was dropped on the ground and felt something pick her up by her scruff. Belle moaned and cried out the whole way back to the mountain.
The beautiful tan pup closed her eyes.

Blackness. At last.

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Belle woke to see the shaman peering down at her. “Are you all right?” Belle nodded, and tried to stand. Her left back leg ached in pain. “I am.”





..:;Art;:..

Armor Concept Sketch

Unfinished Armor Concept (On paper)

Belle sleeping (On paper)


Ordered From Cougar28


By Six


..:;Say three things about the WoI;:..

1. W.o.I. live in a world of something else. They live in blue grass, a dusk setting, white water, and red mountains which they live in.
2. The caves W.o.I live in look like normal caves from the outside, but actually are a network of tunnels and caves on the inside.
3. There are many different body types of Warriors;

Big Wolf with long ears and a long fluffy tail
Big wolf with normal ears and a long tail
Big wolf with noraml ears and a normal (round ended) tail
Big wolf with short ears and a curled tail

[FearlessEcho]

WoI's are a fantastic, well designed, creative, gorgeous species. They're powerful, yet elegant. Each wolf is unique and intricate, and that's what I love best.~
I tried out for a pup before, yet failed in successfully adopting one. Here is my second attempt. I hope it is relatively decent. :]

Number of the pup: #3
Name: Aanjay
Meaning: Unconquerable
Personality: Aanjay is a rather quiet, blunt soul. She rarely speaks when directly spoken to, and if not directly spoken to, she doesn't speak at all. She has the tendency to question things, even if it's as simple as asking 'why?' Despite her tendency to question things, her loyalty to the pack and to her alfa's is undeniable. Being a bit of an airhead, Aanjay often spends her time by herself near any river or lake she can find- she 'gravitates' towards them. The flow of the water helps her to think.
She loathes, absolutely loathes, hot weather. It makes her snappy and restless, particularly around other wolves. However, if it's dark, gloomy and raining, she tends to open herself up more to the world. The only time you'll ever see her smile is during a downpour of rain or hail; she loves it that much.

She has no love interest. If anything, after being so detached from people her whole life, she is rather afraid of the thought. However, deeply, she hopes some day she will be accepted for who she is.

Short Story:
"Aanjay?.. Aanjay!"
The young, beautiful fae snapped out of her dreamy state of mind as her mothers call registered in her brain. The sun beat down on her back, warming her muscles and causing her to feel extremely lazy. The periwinkle blue sky was dotted with blue clouds, and the occasional swooping or gliding bird of prey could be seen amongst the horizon.

Happiness.

"Yeah?" She replied, drifting off again as she watched a butterfly flit past, studying the patterns and colours on the insects delicate wings. "Oh for goodness sake," her mother breathed, padding over the thin layer of dusty sand and lifting her by the scruff in strong jaws. Aan knew better than to struggle. It just made her neck hurt. However, nothing was stopping protesting words from escaping her jaws. "But ma-" "No buts. Do you know how long I've been trying to find you for? All morning." Glancing up at the sky, the creamy-black-white pup flicked an ear. The sun was already at it's peak. She had been here, by the lake, for the whole morning? It had only felt like an hour at the least. If that!
"Where are we going, though?" She complained, watching the ground pass by underneath her paws. "Back to camp," her mother explained, her voice muffled around Aanjay's fur, "Kronadors have been sighted lurking around the mountains."
Aan growled, her ears flat. Kronadors. Those mutated, beastly, vile creatures. She hated them. Loathed them. Yet if you asked her why she hated them so much, she'd just stare at you blankly.

Hatred.

When she was finally deposited back at camp, Aan was completely clueless on what to do. She asked to play with the other pups- no success. She asked the older warriors to teach her some moves- no success. She felt like an outsider- not a member of the pack. But she knew part of the reason why. She was such a daydreamer. Drifting off in random moments, like she had done several times in the middle of games with the other pups. And now.. no-one wanted her.

Solitude.

Right now, even, she could pick up conversation of the other litter she had asked to play with. "Aanjay's such a daydreamer!" "Yeah! I bet she wouldn't notice if a Kronador bit her head off!" "She'll daydream in battle and be dead before she knows it! She'll never be a good warrior!" The elders didn't scold the pups. Some nodded their head and started conversations of their own about her.
Even her brothers and sisters did.
It made her sick.
Everything she said, or did, was shot down and shunned.
If the elders weren't going to teach her to fight, she'd teach herself.

Despair.

And so she did. The teasing and laughing went on. Yet she ignored it. She never spoke. She spent her days training, and down by the lake, observing nature. Training consisted of snapping and chasing invisible opponents, or, if she was lucky, chasing rabbits that strayed too close to her. On hot days, her anger and frustration fueled her training. On rainy days, her love for the weather fueled her even more so. Sometimes she still questioned why things had to be the way they are- why the only friends she had were the birds and the butterflies of the world. Why daydreaming was such a bad thing. Why no-one accepted her for who she was.
Yet her unending loyalty and her determination to rid the world of Kronadors remained.
And it always would.

Determination.

Art:


Say three things about the WoI:
. Only the custom and Alfa WoI's are allowed to breed
. WoI's should ONLY be used in the planned role-play
. Warriors of Isket are not allowed to be human, anthro, or normal wolves

[Desmond]

Dropped form. I don't deserve her.

[Bellamy]

beautiful pups LN and Alley! ^^ I'm sure they'll all find amazing homes :3 Kaliza is enough for me at the moment, but I can't wait to see who gets these pups.

(I could help judge if you'd like, but I'm sure you've probably got that covered already, just couldn't resist asking ^^)

Ooh! November 11th is my birthday!!

[Pirenia]

Number of the pup: #6
Name: Keila (pronounced Kee-la)
Short Story: WIP
Art: WIP
Say three things about the WoI:

1. Rayo is the current Ultimate Alpha, and his mate is Saroya
2. WOI's get their battle armor at about 1 year old
3. Only Alphas and Costom WOI's are allowed to breed

I am so in love!! XD

[diamonds;;]

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

foalan is a female ouo

[AmigoGirl]

I honestly cant wait to do what i always do: read every single form and look thought all the art. Nothing makes me more happy then seeing people interested so much in the WoIs <333 Good luck every one and especially to the judges, they will have a hard work to do