[Wlyrout]

Name:
‘Masked Soul’
Masuku Sōru
マスクソウル
Call her Suku

Masked Soul- I saw this little girl, and had to ponder a bit with naming options, but once I had even considered this name I couldn't shake it out of my head. 'Masked' for the markings around her eyes, and because her eyes seem to be hiding something in the drawing. I guess, in the personality outline you gave, she seemed exactly like me. I know that I like to hold back my tears, hold back my fears. I imagine her doing the same. 'Soul' for the beautiful thing that she is. But the name didn't flow right away, so it was once again off to Google Translate! I tried a whole bunch of different languages, but Japanese seemed to fit. It has always been fascinating to me, Japanese, just like this particular WOI. So she became Masuku Sōru, the Masked Soul of Isket.

Personality:

Never Selfish- Never talking about herself, Suku has never been known to be selfish. She prefers to keep the conversation away from her beauty and personality, though she kindly accepts compliments. She never puts hers needs above others, rather treating another warrior's injury than her own. She does not brag about herself, though does exaggerate other's kindness.

Stubborn- Suku is not afraid to stand up for what's wrong. Perhaps this is why she is so stubborn. Never backing down, never quitting, this girl's not going down without a fight. She's always polite when she refuses, sticking to her generally sweet attitude, though she's determined to get her way. It's very hard to sway her away from this stubbornness, too. Her story only backs up this statement.

Adventurous- Who doesn't like to go out exploring? Suku loves Isket; from the blue grasses to the white waters, and plans to travel every inch of it during her lifetime.

Shy- This teenie can be quite shy at times. She never really hides from other WOI, but she tends to hold things back often enough. This is probably a result of the events in the 'Story' section.

Story:

All was quiet. Nobody stirred. I opened my eyes, scented the air, and then yawned. I realized just how stiff I was, for even the muscles in my jaw were tightened as I stretched my mouth. Hauling myself up onto my creaky legs, I swiftly trotted out of the small den in the red rock. Entering the area of blue grass at the mouth of the dens, I immediately noticed the lack of company. It was me and a few others who had awoken early. Actually, I had just come for the early sun's rays. I enjoyed the sunshine, more so than the moonlight. It was a rare moment when I saw the sun, as most of the day was plunged in to the darkness. So I sighed and layed down, the grass tickling my nose. I heard a few calls of "Hello, Suku!" and "Good morning, Suku!" from the others, but my eyes had already closed again. I mumbled a soft "Hello." before drifting off to sleep.

I was in a forest filled with prey. A river ran by my feet, white water splashing over my paws as if it was all a game. I smirked and splashed the water, lashing out with my claws as if it were an actual enemy. I was having a ball, splashing and leaping and playing, when I heard a deep voice.

"Having fun?"

I once again pryed open my blurry eyes, and found myself staring into the eyes of ________. I blushed with embarrasement, and bowed my head apoligetically. ________ smiled. "Your paws were twitching." His smile faded slightly, but still remained. He had obviously realized my embarrasment. "Hey, we all have dreams, huh? I can't stop you from sleeping!" He grinned kindly, and I grinned back. There really was nothing to be worried about. Twitching paws? Please! I shook my head, trying to clear my nerves. But as if they were bugs, they jumped right back into my head. And, for some reason, that dream was still vivid and fresh in my mind.

I got up and padded around a bit, thinking. Where had I been in that dream? I was lost deep in thought, pacing back and forth, when I heard a cry. It was followed by heavy footseps and battle calls. I turned around to see a male Kronador slashing at ______, his razor sharp claws raking ________'s side where his armor did not cover and leaving deep red gashes through light fur. Another was ripping tufts of fur from _________'s tail, with _______ cringing in pain. I could only watch in horror as my kin battled furiously.

I screamed in panic, ready to join the fight, when something clicked in my head. What if, in the dream, I was on the other side of the territory... the Kronadors' territory? I knew that it would never really happen. It was impossible! The patroling Kronadors would have caught me for sure. But perhaps I had just visited in my dream. Perhaps I was supposed to stop the war! If a warrior was in Kronador territory, playing around... was that our future? Living toghether in peace? It was a wild and crazy idea, but it was the only idea I had. Besides, I wasn't ready for battle. Even if I had time to retrieve my flimsy wooden armor, I couldn't fight a Kronador.

"Stop!" I screamed wildly. I couldn't believe what I was saying. "We're all equal, and you can't blame them!"

"Why not?" snarled __________ between his teeth as they dug into the slick skin of a Kronador. His expression was a mixture of fear, curiosity, puzzlement, and anger... mainly anger. I lost my bravery faster than you could say "Kronador", and it all went downhill.

"We fight them. It's their instinct to fight back!" I mumbled shyly, with little enthusiasm or confidence. My eyes avoided the horror scene playing out in front of me. "Just... just stop."

__________ growled. "They are trying to kill us, can you not see that? Suki, we'll all lose our minds! We can't 'just stop'. This is our lives. This is what we fight for." _________ gestured, once the Kronador ran to join his partner, to the land. It was beautiful. Why couldn't we just share it and live in peace? _________ tryed to jump back into the battle, but I quickly bit his tail.

"Suki, what do you think you are doing?" he said, turning to face me.

"Stop." I whispered.

"Go back to the den. Go deep inside the den. We'll deal with you later."

..........................................................................................................

They had yelled at me. They had taunted me. Now I couldn't walk around without a glare directed at me, like a spotlight. I spent most of my time in the den, alone. Just from asking for peace. Just from asking for justice and sanity, I was alone.

To be continued if I win 'er.

What is a WoI?

A WOI is a Warrior of Isket, a wolf hybrid that protects their beloved land, Isket, from their worst enemies, the chimera Kronadors.

What are the colors of Isket?

The waters are white, the rock red, and the grass blue. The Kronadors come in the traditional Isket colors.

What kind of armor do WoI teenies get?

To start off they receive basic wooden armor. They will later go on a quest to find their own armor, following a treacherous path to an ancient cave full of gear.

Art:

I could not get any art in. For this I am terribly sorry. Perhaps, I thought, you would accept my form the way it is.

[Offended Cockatiel]

December 7 eh? That's close.

Name:Naiya
Story:
"For the one I lost a petal will fall,and this odd flower will be the child of greif."
"The child will die Octaviose!"My father never wanted me,I was that little frail pup,his only child. I was a curiose pup,and maybe a bit oblviose to my fathers hatred,but no I wasn't blind to it,I knew too well he didn't love me,never loved me,I just blocked it out,in the cruilty of the world. It was almost easy to hide. To go along,being adventuriose as I was. And he cause that personality in my,because I never wanted to sit there with him.
"Arion!She is not fit to be my child!" This filth.
"But she is fit to be mine! and maybe Octaviose when you can see she is your child....then-then" The young female looked away,eyes filled with tears about to flow. "Then you can be with me,with us." But Octaviose wouldn't have it. His emotions wracked and raged. And that wasn't a result good for the cold night,small stars twinkling daintly,as if all the problems of these words were thouse stars,and as one star meager and small shot through the air Octaviose striked in the darkness,one yelp was herd,and deep blood fell before Octaviose knew it was too late. What had he done?





"That's why i'm going to make this one a petal from the others past. Stem out and grow with nothing but foreward to go."

"Misery is only lonely because it seas nothing but everyone elses perfection. It doesn't see how well it's heart is set. Or how the rain blooms over it. No. All missery seas is it's own self. Misery."


"A lie is only what you believe not to be true. Truth is only what you see to be real. But everyones truth and lie is different. Your lie could be everyones truth and the thruth you knew is only a lie hidden deep inside itself.
A lie is what you know isn't true. The truth is what you think is true. But it's only a lie to you and it's only truth to you. Because the world is unkown."

What is a WoI? Warrior of Isket. They fight the Kronador,the worst enemy of the WOI for peace in the land of Isket,peace that can never really be reached.

What are the colors of Isket?
The grass is blue dabbed along with the plants,the waters are white as snow,and the montains are red with a mix of brown.

What kind of armor do WoI teenies get?
Starting off they wear wooden armor then go on a quest through dangerouse forest into a deep cave and choose there armor from the groups settled and nestled in the cave. Armor made from humans many years ago. By humans.
Art:
Surely comming! All A ~WIP~
She is beautiful but doesn't acknowlege that she is, also stubborn, adventurous, and a bit shy

[Akayuri]

Name:
Ravani
Story:
WIP!

What is a WoI?
WoI stands fro Warroirs of Isket, a race of armored wolves that fight for peace against the Kornadors.
What are the colors of Isket?
The pants have blue chlorophyll instead of green, the rivers are white and the mountains are a reddish brown.
What kind of armor do WoI teenies get?
WoI teenies receive wooden armor while trainees
Art:
WIP( work in progresso soup)

[Mortikat]

Yay, it's done!~ I think I've slapped all the art on here I can before tomorrow. :3
Gosh, why do I put myself through this? D8 (I think it's because I secretly have fun filling these out and flushing out the character, teehee.)

.~*Name*~.

Azirazh ( Ah-zee-rawz )
.~*Nickname(s)*~.
Azzi, Razh, or just Zi
.~*Reason for Wanting*~.
I have been keeping an eye on the WoI litters, news, and a little bit of the roleplay for quite some time now. A good friend of mine has one and she finally convinced me to give a shot at trying to win a WoI, seeing as I wanted one and she also wanted to roleplay her WoI with mine. I had been considering trying to win one for ahwile, however I looked at the many people who attempted and I always thought to mysef; Silver, you're nto going to win. There is way to much competition.
However my friend managed to finaly convince me and I am so glad she did. :] Working with this has been a magnificent experiance and whether I win or not I was certainly glad I tried and it wasn't a waste.
This is my second try at a WoI, and I have learned from the last experiance and am excited for this one. :]
.~*Personality*~.

Unacknowledged Beauty
Azzi is obviously beatiful, at least to others' eyes. Her fur is just the right shine and colors, as perfectly matched by her eyes. However, everyone sees this but her. She's very modest in terms of her beauty and she chooses not to recognize it for personal reasons. She's afraid she will become weak because of recognizing her beauty, and she turns down all compliments towards her outward appearance. She does not wish to become shallow, in fact she fears becoming shallow by acknowledging her beauty.
Stubborn
Azzi is known for her stubbornness, and has a streak more than a mile long. She is deeply set into her beliefs because of her past and as such, she has a hard time believeing others when they are condradicting her. She , as do others, view this as a flaw. However, she is unwilling to admit they are right because she does not want them having the benefit of having been the one to have her change her mind over an issue. This stubbornness, though sometimes useful, draws her into a state of self absorbed loathing towards not only herself, but mainly others.
Adventerous
Little Azzi simply adores an adventure. It's the little things in life, off of the beaten path, that make her part of who she is. Adventure is a thrill, one that not only gets her blood pumping like in the hunt, but also gets her mind turning. The little problems that arise as bumps in the road are mor like pebbles to her. She has a flighty sense of optimism when it comes to her adventures, and those bumps become pebbles when her glass is always half full.
Shy
Azzi's shyness is not always a downfall. As adventorous and as stubborn as she tends to be, she is awfully shy for such a glowing Warrior. Part of this has to do with all the attention her beauty draws, and she tends to try and tuck tail and just run and get out. She dislikes being talked about behind her back, whether it be for good or ill, and so she always tries to 'stick her head in the sand' in a sense whenever someone does. Eveen though, being as shy as she is, she often likes to open up and let things out, as this can often be a sanity saver for her, having someone to let things out on.
.~*Theme Song*~.

See Who I Am by Within Temptation
.~*Why This Song*~.
Azzi wants someone to see who she is. She doesn't want to lose what she has and she wants to live her life to the fullest with someone at her side, whether it be a mate or a good friend.
.~*Likes*~.

+Stars
+Food
+New Experiances
.~*Dislikes*~.

-Cricket Chirps
-Anything Rotten
-Spiders
.~*Story*~.

Main Overview
As the wind whispers quietly through the grass, I sit and wonder. I gaze up at the sky, painted a soft blue and purple, my eyes narrowing. Things were so peaceful, if only for this moment, and I knew they wouldn't be that way for long.
It was night time, the moon peeking it's way over the soft clouds, bathing the world in an almost ever present milky white. The stars glistened, and I could hear crickets off in the distance, their song rising into the night with a seemingly nostalgic feeling.
Laying myself down gingerly in the blades of waving grass, I closed my eyes slightly, thinking of days long past.
When I was but a pup, hardly able to open my eyes, I remember snuggling down into my mother's warm fur, between the crook of her leg and her belly. I had just finished suckling, and the fresh milk was still lingering and fuzzy in my full and happy belly. Living was easy, the world was my playground, and life was wonderful. All I needed was my mother, my littermates, and a full belly.
I knew nothing of danger then. I knew not of the evil lurking in the shadows reaching hither and there. Into brook and dale and heather bush I would jump with my siblings once we left the den, never out of our mother's watchful gaze.
However, we would soon come to be appreciative of our mother's eyes, ever watching, making sure her pups did not fall prey to the dangers and the evils of the cruel world. For you see, at our young age, we were vulnerable, weak, and easy meals to those larger than us. Under every rock could have been a poisonous snake and every bird could have been a bird of prey looking at us as the next meal.
Thankfully, thanks to our mother, we made it all safely into the den when night came around. Where would we have been without our mother? Dead, that's where. And then one night, our mother needed a mother of her own. Something took her from the den that night, and somehow we all managed to stay asleep through her departure. However, the next morning she never came back.
For a few long days we waited, me and my siblings. We hardly set a paw outside of our den. Soon our bellies grew hungry and our bodies grew cold. The world around us grew bleaker and bleaker. We were losing our will to continue.
Finally, however, there came another wolf. We knew not if it was our mother or even our father, whom we seemed to have no recollection of. It turned out to be neither. It was a wolf who had happened upon us one day when she was out and she took merc upon us.
To this day, I still do not know if that wolf knew what had happened to our mother, or if she had even known her. However, at the time, those thoughts did not matter. This new mother fed us and cared for us as if we were her own, and after awhile it seemed like we were her own pups.
She introduced us to meat, more of the world other than our own den, and eventually, the Warriors of Isket. She started to teach us of their ways, their history, and their future. And through that teaching came a knowledge once more of the evil in the world. The Kronadors.
My littermates and I soon came to the conclusion that a Chimera must have been what took our mother from us, and even though we had no evidence to prove so, we stick by that story until this very day.
Life went on. We trained, we loved, we fought, we hated. We became Trainees and learned mroe and more of how to fight, how to defend ourselves, and every single one of us was driven by a desire for revenge on our mother.
Finally, when we were ready, it was time. It was time to make the journey to the cave, to receive our armor and to become a Warrior of Isket. I stood besides my littermates, our bodies young, vibrant, and fresh. Our powerful muscles rippled udnerneath our layer of silky smooth and healthy fur, and our eyes shone bright with the light of youth, and the naivety, recklessness, and foolish bravery that came with that youth.
Descending into the darkness, we faced our fear of the evil the dark represented in our lives and we emerged victorious with the relics to prove it. Armor, that was over eight thousand years old, glimmered upon our backs in the dusk light.
Mine shone a brilliant, opalescent purple with yellow inlay and lining. It was heavy upon my frame but I soon grew used to it and I sooned welcome the protection it brought me in the fights to come.
The peace, however, is something I have come to value. It is a welcome thing in these hard, trying times of War. We avenged our mother and now live only to fight as a Warrior of Isket, something we will forever be proud to say because the Warriors gave us the chance at life that the evil of the darkness never would have granted. In a time when the darkness was all consuming, and there was no hope, the Warriors gave us light.
A Pup
My mother's fur was so warm. I loved it so, and I also loved her attention. The soft squeals and squeaks of my two siblings were but a slight annoyance to me as I tried to drift back into a wonderful, dream filled sleep with a belly full of warm milk. It was then that my mother's tongue gently ran over my forehead.
"My little Zi..." I heard her whisper, "It's time to get up."
I gave a reluctant grunt and curled up tighter against my mother's belly. Her soft voice gave a gentle laugh, before she licked me again.
"Zi, rise and shine my little baby."
Again, I grunted, only to be answered by my brother Ciel. He pounced on my side, practically shoving me over.
"Come on Zi you lazy tail! Get a move on!" His voice was almost spiteful towards me wanting to sleep more. When my sister Espiritus joined in, I couldn't help but groan once more and almost dramatically got up.
"Alright, alright! Alright already, I'm up!" I chirped, my voice rising over my mother's gentle laughter. Being the closest to her belly, I could feel her body rumble at the sounds she made when she laughed. Oh, how I loved how those rumbles felt. Our mother, a beautiful, dark furred female Warrior with plum, white, and yellow colored markings, looked down at us with her green eyes. If one looked close enough, through the joy and the pride she felt in her litter, one could see a certain fear. The moment I first saw that fear was a moment I won't ever forget, as her ears flicked forwards towards a sound we could not hear in the distance.
When she next spoke, her body tensed up and her voice was hardly but a worried whisper. "You pups stay here, you here me? Do not go out of the den until I return." With an evident mount of caution in her figure, our mother left us in the den.
Espiritus got this concerned look on her face, turning to Ciel and myself. "Where do you think mommy went, guys?" Her cute little voiced pulled at my heart strings. Espiritus always looked and sounded so pitiful and lonely when our mother was gone out of the den.
ciel piped up, his voice aggrivated, "Oh stop your whining Spirit! She'll be back in a few minutes!"
With that said, he grumpily laid down, giving us both the cold shoulder.
Espiritus looked to me, and giving a defeated sigh at her pitiful eyes, I wobbled over to her and sat down next to her, shoulder to shoulder.
"I'm sure Ciel i right. Mother will be back any minute now, Spirit." I assured her, giving her a lick on her nose, to which she nodded oddly in response to.
However, Ciel was wrong. Our mother never returned.
The Sophisticated Teenager
"Harder!" My mentor shouted.
I couldn't hardly go on. My body was being pushed to it's limits all for the prupose of some day fighting the Kronadors. I was panting hard, shaking, feeling as if I was about to collapse.
"Do you think a Kronador is going to let up like I am Zi?" My brother Ciel shouted in contempt. He was currently my sparring partner to build up our strength, stamina, and endurance. He was growing into a powerful opponent with muscles that stood rigid with every movement of his limbs. True, he was still a little lanky, as were all of us, however he was the one who had grown into the most power from his own body.
Without grabbing a breath to speak, I just lunged at him. Having expected me to speak, my brother as taken off gaurd as I knocked him to the ground and put my jaws around his shoulder armor. The wood was rather itchy, however I knew it was all for a purpose.
Ciel, who had been knocked to the ground, gave a counter attack as I started to bring my jaws from his shoulder. His maw came up and closed around my throat in a mock bite, so as not to actually hurt me, and I gave a shaky laugh.
"I guess you win, Ciel... again."
My brother let go with a soft grunt of approval. He took joy and pride in besting someone, especially his older sister, in a sparring match as he was the youngest. Our sister, Espiritus, was sitting on the sidelines with an injury to her shoulder muscle. Though she was the oldest, Espiritus was the scrawniest of all of us.
"That was a very good move, Azzi, catching your brother off guard, however as you went to move away, you did so in a way that left your throat open. When going for a frontal attack, you should be mindful of how far your throat is from their mouth, especially with the Kronadors." My mentor stated. I looked over to him and nodded before looking back to my brother.
He was already in the process of shaking off his hot wooden armor and revealing his dark, almost plum colored fur with dark red markings in his fur and his long tail. His furr was glossy with sweat but now that he had the armor off he would soon dry. I soon followed his example and shook the armor from myself, my dark greyish purple fur leaving a stark contrast against my white markings and my plum-brown markings leaving a splash of color.
Ciel gave a little chuckle and walked over to me, tilting his head slightly. He was always this way after winning a match. "I guess you just need to work harder big sister."
The way he called me 'big sister' mad eme rather uneasy everytime he won agaisnt me. He would say it like that for days, spiteful and full of hate as if he wished he had born before me or as if I had never been born at all. I didn't know what to make of it, honestly. It made my gut churn in an uncomfortable and sickening way the way he always looked at me when he was in these moods.
However I shook it off as Ciel walked over to a puddle to lap up a quick drink. Having put my brother's attitude in the back of my mind and walked over to Espiritus, who immediately pressed her nose to mine and covered my muzzle in affectionate licks. I gave a gentle laugh, my curly tailed wagging over the top of my haunches. I returned a few licks to her muzzle as she started to worry about me.
"Oh Zi, Ciel dind't hurt you did he? Oh... Let me take a look! Please!" She was practically begging me.
I gave in, and let her inspect my neck. I often came to the conclusion that her personality had become this worrisom because of the day our mother disappeared. Before then, she was a little nervous and jumpy, but after that... Esperitius was never the same. Ciel wasn't either. He saw it as an outrage and wanted to go kill Kronadors as soon as he knew our mother was dead. I just made an eventual plan in my mind, after learning she was dead, that I would live in her memory and fight for her. I wouldn't go on killing sprees, as my brother might some day, but I would only fight when needed. That was the decision I had made, however lately I was beginning to doubt my resolve to stick to that plan.
As Espiritus finished looking my neck over, my mentor came over to us with a good hearted chuckle. "Ah, all powerful Medicine Isket Espiritus, what say you on the condition of this pup's neck? Her brother didn't nearly kill her did he?"
Espiritus looked up at him in surprise and a slight subserviance, "She's fine, thank you. I'm glad you're concerned."
My mentor shook off the subserviance and smiled, saying, "Now that that's taken care of, let's all get a bite to eat!"
As Ciel came back over to us, we all agreed and went in search of some food.
Armor Fit For A Queen
The darkness was overwhelming. The only thing I could feel was the need to turn tail and run, get out of there as fast as I could. However, as I continued, I felt this tiny seed of something within me. A seed of adventure, and I deeply loved adventure. I couldn't hardly see anything, because the cave was so black. However, as myself and a few of my littermates progressed, it got slightly lighter. Dark blacks and browns started to slowly mold into grays and sandy colors, before we came upon an open area in the darkness, which was somehow almost magically lit.
Inside, there were piles upon piles of gleaming metals. There were stunning golds, yellows, and reds matched by equally calming hues of blue, purple, and green. Some where white, and some were black. Some had spikes and all assortment of attachements upon them. It was overwhelming, and my fur stood on end slightly as I stood stock still, taking in the beautiful sight. Somewhere to my right, I heard my sister, Espiritus, take in a sharp breath.
"How are we going to find our own?"
Of course we all knew how, that was undoubted, but it was the sheer massiveness of the open area and the armor it contained that shocked us all into a stunned disbelief. I was nearly trembling by the sight of it all. My senses were on overload, and my eyes were wide, their dark brown depths searching quickly through the piles and piles of gleaming metal. Finally, my brother, stepped out from behind me.
"Well since no one else is going to go first I guess I'll start!" He growled, his steps quick and rigid. He was just as surprised as the rest of us.
"Be careful, Ciel!" Espiritus called, not having moved from my right.
"I will!" He snarled back. Ciel was always in a grumpy, negative mood. How we were from the same litter I had no idea.
After a few more long moments, Espiritus and I looked at each other. I gave my sister an encouraging nod. Espiritus was always the worrier. She worried over this and over that, and I always had to encourage her into new things, while my brother and I were almost always the first ones to jump headfirst, my brother with less though on the matter than myself.
With her first tentative steps towards the piles, we dove into the adventure of getting our armor.
+++
Finally, each one of us had our armor. Ciel looked wonderful in a full set of steel grey plates, with chain mail hanging from certain areas and spikes protruding outward, like a raging bull, and black writing on the front leg plates and the helm. Espiritus, with her pale violet coat, looked amazingly confident in her bright red armor, styled almost after a lizard in a way, with what looked like scales on every piece that glimmered in the light, and gems strewn about, fitted into sockets in the armor.
I stood fully erect between my sibling, in the light of the moon as we emerged from the cave. There was a gleam from my armor and with the gleam I knew I was now a Warrior of Isket, and I forever would be one. It was a deep sense of pride that had been buried in my very being that was now awakened.
I knew not what my armor appeared to be, so I just stood there for a while, kneading my black claws into the soft earth slightly as I enjoyed the gentle, peaceful breeze from the east. The air smelled of nothing but the soft scents of the wood and plains, and of water. The colors of the land before me seemed different, almost, as if gaining my armor had made me start seeing Isket differently. I wasn't entirely sure what it was, however I put it out of my mind as Ciel led us to a small body of water in which to view our new armor.
Ciel grunted in narcassistic approval, while Espiritus gave a little 'oooo~' sound. I said nothing, my mouth hanging open in shock.
Upon my body sat a pale, opalescent armor. It was a mixture of dark purples, pale violets, a light peach, and light and dark blues all melded with flecks, like an opal itself. The style of the armor was elegant, styled like a bird with a beak coming down over my muzzle from the helm and feathers molded into the metal to be more bird-like. The back piece was what appeared to be folded wings.
We looked at each other, as the sun began to peek over the mountains slightly. The sun would not be here for long, so we enjoyed it while we could. With a silent agreement from all three, we started to head back to the Dens.
An Eloquent Adult
Dry grass crunched under my paws as I walked, and before long I stopped. The sound of the grass under my feet melded out of the sound of the grass from under my siblings' paws. Our armor shone in the moonlight, and even though the crickets chirping often calmed Espiritus, they annoyed me to no end. I don't know why, but they always have.
We were on a mission to kill a wounded Kronador inside our territory. Ciel could have done it alone, true, and so could I if I was careful enough, however we had been ordered to go together in case we were ambushed by another Kronador trying to protect his wounded comrade.
Cial suddenly cracked a smile as the two of them stopped on either side of me. "So, big sister, what are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking it's about time you stopped calling me big sister in that tone of voice." I stated, tired of feeling scared of him when he referred to me in that way.
"But why?" He asked, insanely curious now that he had gotten a reaction out of me after so long.
"I don't like it. Plus, you don't call Spirit big sister that way. It makes me feel singled out , like you're wanting me singled out. However I can't tell if it's for good or ill."
Ciel just grunted in response before looking away. Turning my head to look at Espiritus, I said, "Spirit, see if you can pick up the Kronador's scent to the east while Ciel and I go west. If you find anything, come and get us as fast as you can." Espiritus may have been the scrawniest, but she was certainly the fastest, she had that going for her. She nodded, and took off to the east while I rounded and took Ciel, who stood at my left as usual, to the west.
After we had walked and searched for awhile in silence, Ciel stopped and said, "So what made you suddenly the leader of our group?" His voice was venemous, almost, and I had to sit down and give him a confused look.
"Ciel," I started, "What has gotten into you? I know you've been rather rude and grumpy ever since we were pups, but this is just getting out of hand." My stomach turned over inside of me when Ciel looked my way.
His eyes. Those haunting red eyes. That sight will never leave me.
His lips curled up into a snarl as he tensed, his hackles raised under his armor. "Oh you should know full well Azirazh! Ever since we've lost mother, no matter how powerful I have become, you've always been elected the leader out of all of us!"
I lowered my head slightly and tilted it, starting to get into a defensice posture as I spread my front paws apart on the ground, saying, "Well if you wanted to lead all you had to do was ask, Ciel."
"Don't you get it?!" He snarled, "I don't want to be given the power! I want to take it with my own jaws!"
"What do you mean Ciel?!" I said, raising my voice as I tried to keep the sick feeling in my gut from making me upheave my last meal in nervousness. Butterflies crowded my stomach and it felt like it was about to burst open and they would fly free like from a cramped spider's nest.
"It means that I need to kill you Zi..." His voice had turned quiet, and in that silence there was left a deadly warning that I would have to heed. Ciel was going to kill me. My own brother was going to kill me. I started to shake as the realization hit me and my eyes grew wide. "Why, Ciel?!" I shouted, fear and adrenaline pounding through my veins as he started to circle me dangerously, as if he was trying to think of how to best corner and torture his prey. Ciel, although younger, was more powerful than me, and that power was making him weak to his own greed and ambition... So much so that he had been planning for Isket knows how long to kill his older sister, the natural leader of the three, just to feel like he was more of a leader himself.
Without any further warning, Ciel lunged at me, jaws snapping and dripping saliva. I yelped as I went to the ground, our armor ringing loudly out agasint each other as he fell on top of me.
I tucked my head so as to not let him reach my throat and I kicked into his belly with my back legs, managing to knock him off of me long enough to get up.
He lunged again and a battle ensued, one in which I blacked out.
+++
I was awoken by the gentle prodding of another Warrior. One I knew well. That warrior was Espiritus, my sister.
After a few more moments I managed to open my eyes to find her right in my face, whining and whimpering.
"Espiritus..." I managed to croak out, "Where is Ciel?"
There was a silent pause. Something in that pause made me think the worst had happened and I was filled with dread. Through that dread I was starting to feel the wounds I had received from my brother and I couldn't help but think I deserved those wounds, that I deserved the pain for what I had done.
"Espiritus... Answer me." I told her, not able to stand the silence much longer.
There was another long pause form my sister, before her soft voice answered, "Azzi... Ciel's dead."
I managed to sit up, feeling like I needed to puke but my body had already digested what had been in my stomach before the fight, so there was nothing to upheave. I felt dirty, I felt vile, I felt evil... Most of all I felt guilty. Even though he had been the youngest and the craziest, we had still loved him. The fact that he was gone wasn't even the worst part. I had killed him with my own jaws. It didn't matter to me that it had been in self defense, because it didn't make me feel any better. I looked up to Espiritus with guilty eyes and she had come to her own conclusions by the scene she had come upon with her arrival form her scouting.
I had killed our brother, and there was nothing in the world that would get that blood off my paws or the knowledge out of my mind.
.~*What is a WoI?*~.

Warriors of Isket, a breed of wolf hybrid who fight against the Kronadors.
.~*What are the colors of Isket?*~.
Blue grass, night sky, white water, red rocks
.~*What kind of armor do WoI teenies get?*~.
Wooden training armor, and once they are ready and reach a certain age, they will travel on a perilous journey to the caves and then descend into the dark. Once their armor is received, they emerge as Warriors of Isket.
.~*Art*~.

Art #1; Azzi at Night By Myself
Art #2 = Azzi; Calling By Myself
Art #3 = Azzi ; At the Water's Edge By Myself
Armor Concept By Myself

[Rain Cloud]

.:Name:.
.Abigail.
( Thought it was a cute name C: )

.:Nicknames:.
Abby.
Gail.
Petal.
Rosie.
♥

.:Age:.
1 1/2 years

.:Gender:.
♀ .Female. ♀



.:Why Did I Chose This Name For Her:.

I chose the name Red Rose for her, because her main coat is red with dark red & white designs in her fur. Also the white designs is like the stars in the galaxy.

The red/dark red of her fur is like the red-ish mountains in Isket.
The white markings, is the colors of the stars & the butterbirds, in her fur near her tail; ♥
Rosie, will be her in combat with a Kronador, one day, ALONE.

The personality doesn't have to match her, but the design to her name is what makes it Unique.
She may be a teen, but as time goes on, she will soon be a strong and fierce Warrior of her own pack & family.

.:Why Do I Want Her:.

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 her. 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.

She's a teen wolf, which makes the rarities of winning her is most hardest to find and to own one. She's very lovely, including her unique design she has on her body. Her long tail makes her even more beautiful than she already is. Everyone who owns a WOI already, is a unique, intelligent, and unique owner themselves. It's hard these days to own one of these beautiful creations.

I do not want them due to popularity or because they're 'rated high'.. I just want to own, love, and care for.
I would love to one day to own my very own warrior. C:

Everyone is using a different type of personality for her, so I'll just use the personality given for her^^'

.:Theme Song:.
.W.I.P.

.Personality.

Brave;

Strong;

Boyish;



.:Short Story:.

* ~ As My Life Begins As A Warrior ~ *

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 blue 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, and tackle. They come in handy, if you ask me. I used them on my siblings, whenever they got me ferious. I never got along with my siblings ever, since all they did was hurt me, and throw me in the dirt and 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.

"Red Rose!" 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. "Be nice, Rose." 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 terrior 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.

.:Quotes:.

When it comes down to training I do not play,
So quit the fooling around.

I am blue, dark-blue, & white..
In this world of colors.

My armour that I wear today, will be titanium in the future.

Life is a big laughing matter to me.
I will not be taken down in one shot, neither will you.
My brother & sisters made me weak, but I became strong, after everything.
I WILL be a Warrior like my mother before me!

.:What is a WoI?:.

A WoI, is a Warrior of Isket, which fights for peace for their land from Kronadors.
They are a cross breed of wolves, that has long ears, short ears, curled tails, or long tails.
They wear armour to protect them during practice or even fighting in a group to defeat a Kronador.

.:What are the colors of Isket?:.

Plants,
White Rivers,
Blue-ish Grass,
Red-ish Mountains,
More Night Then Sunny days.
No Spring or Fall.

.:What kind of armor do WoI teenies get?:.

Teens get wooden armour, which is for training only. They get exact armour plates that the regular wolves get.
The armour plates are in every single place just like the adult armour, exact it's wooden nothing is titanium or steal for them.



.:Art:.
.W.I.P.

Everything is WIP

[princess pudding]

Is it too late to enter?

[xXCherryleafXx]

Good Luck to everyone <3

[Mortikat]

Is it too late to enter?

I do believe so. The dealine for entries was the 6th.

[Neara]

the end date is the 7th which is today at midnight my time, which is 3 hrs and 42min from now ^^ so if you think you can be done by then then no it's not to late to enter ^^ just be sure to be done by the time shown. good luck to everyone.

[Sapphy.]

I-I-I won her? *Dies*

I'm so happy! Thank You, Neara! I'll love her forever and spoil her to the death like all my Charries :3

Congrats as well, Silver! Can't wait to see Katniss's brother :3

Sapphy~