[chargay]

well i know i havent won the other WOI and when i saw this i was like errrr do i waite for the litter of the wois tat i really want of=r go for this girl and i was like hummmm

i dunno yet

[laces]

Username:

Yelloweh~

Name of WoI:

Arya

Gender:

Female

Short Story:

Arya grunted as the other

Art:



Armor Sketch:



Three Facts about the Warriors of Isket:

What are Warriors of Isket?
Warriors of Isket fight to find peace for the land of Isket, against the Kronadors.

What does a Warrior of Isket look like?
A warrior of isket could be a big wolf with Normal ears, Long ears or really Short ears and 3 other different tails as well.
Also A Warrior of Isket will always have really special Armor! their armor also must alway have a chest plate and a back plate.

Different types:

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.


Earning Armor:

The WoI's armor was found by the UR´s long, long time ago. The armor lay in a big cave deep in the old forest of Isket. Only the WoI's know the way and it´s one mission that every young WoI will have to go through to get their own special armor. It's a tough initiation because the forest is full of danger. 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.

Dens:
The Dens appear to be normal caves but once inside it's a huge network of rooms and tunnels. The dens are kept in the redish Mountans that are made of special minerals that will not erode away easily. The warriors chose this high barren mountain scape to be their home so that they could easily see any intruders coming their way.

WIP c:

Withdraw. Sorry. I'll keep my eye out for more

[chargay]

Username:
The-Red-Wolfy

Name of WoI:
Alexi

Gender:
Female

personality
she is a strange girl, the type you might see sat in the sun rays under a
tree day dreaming. she is a verry quiet girl who keeps to her self butshe is not
shy atall. she has a beautiful choice of words ad lives live to th full. aorund
her freinds she is sweet and funnyand is always up for going
on adventures. she may be kind ans sweet but if you
push her to far she will stand up for herselfbut will try's to
avoid fights.she is verry persuasive and some times talkes in
riddlles to trick people and entertain her self. and she is easly amused
Short Story:

Art:

Armor Sketch:

Three Infos about W.o.I.:

[.yuanfen]

((I will try again! With a bit different story))

{Username}
Αθηναϊκή Δράκος (it means, quite literally, "Athenian Dragon" in Greek)

{Name of WoI}
This teenie's name is Athena.
Her colors and markings reminded me of an owl, which is, in essence, the symbol of Athena. Like the personality of Athena, this teenie's colors are not extravagant- rather, they are very simple. Similarly, this Warrior's tail and ears are not exotic or uncommon.
Also, this WoI has bluish-grey eyes, which is a famed tribute of Athena. Athena is often described as the gray-eyed goddess.

{Gender}
Female

{Short Story}
The night was cold and unforgiving. Snow and hail drove mercilessly down upon the den under a dead birch tree where a mother wolf shivered. The biting wind seemed to reach all corners, even the deepest, of the den, blowing right through the bones of the mother wolf, and she howled as a sudden gust of wind carried wet snow into the den.
The blizzard had struck suddenly upon the loner as she trotted through the blueish grass of Isket, and in desperation she had searched for a den. It wasn't much, but she'd found a small buildup of rocks on the side of the mountain, and had to make do before the hail began to rain down. To make things worse, she was about to have puppies. Oh, where were the brave wolves that she had heard of, the Warriors of Isket? She knew that long ago her ancestors had separated from the Warriors of Isket during a storm like this one when the Kronadors attacked- oh, she hoped that Kronadors would not find her den now!
Howling in desperation, she cried for the Warriors to save her.
How She Was Found:The armored wolf trotted through the snowy fields, on the trail of a strange scent. Hm? It wasn't one that he knew. It didn't even smell like it had originated in Isket. Ah! There it was, stronger than before! He snuffled at the snow, and noticed paw prints. The wolf who had created them must have been tired, because the paw prints were close together and dragged out, as if it had been limping or shuffling. With a snort, the Warrior ran a bit faster now, following the paw prints, until he reached a pile of boulders. Looking around, he noticed some kronador tracks, and quickly he squeezed into the little cave that the boulders made.
He gasped at what he saw. A bloody female wolf lay on the ground next to a kronador, which was just as bloody. Both appeared to be breathing, but the Warrior needed to eliminate the first threat. Quickly he clamped his jaws around the kronador, and it died without struggling. Then he focused his attention on the female wolf, ears pricking as a low whimpering sound reached his ears. "Save my pup," cried the female hoarsely, lifting her tail to reveal not one, but three pups. "Pup?" echoed the Warrior. There were three...but two were stillborn. There was one still alive, whining and yelping as it was exposed to the cold. It was a little pale brown pup with dark, earth-colored markings...she reminded him so much of those owls that he had once seen in a faraway land. "Please!" whispered the female, trying in vain to wag her tail and show she was friendly. The armored wolf looked at the female, then picked up the pup by the scruff. Squeezing back outside, he deposited it on the boulders.
The mother wolf didn't look like she would live, despite the shaman's best efforts. Her beautiful blue eyes stared at him. The Warrior stared back. And he knew what she wanted him to do. She was worthy of a quick death. Swiftly the armored wolf bent down and crushed her jugular, and backed away quickly as air and blood whooshed out of it. Then, he walked outside, and pushed boulders over the opening. It was as much of a burial as he could give her, as she was not a Warrior of Isket and there was no place for a burial anywhere near here besides this.
The warrior bent down at looked at the pup, straight into its eyes. The pale bluish-gray seemed innocently clear, and he was captivated by the pools of silver that they seemed to melt into. It whined pitifully, breaking him out of his reverie. Of course, it must be cold... Sighing, he stared at it for a while. And then suddenly he had a vision. It was simply of the pup, grown, in armor, and it erased his doubt. Yipping, he picked the pup up and sprinted as fast as he could, back the way he had come, to bring to his pack this new Warrior of Isket.
Her Training:5 months after that night, in the middle of spring, the Warrior looked down proudly from the top of the largest reddish boulder as the pup he saved began training to become a Warrior of Isket, just like him. But he was old now, and he wasn't sure if he'd be alive after the 7 months that it took for the pup to train to become a soldier. Sighing, the armored wolf watched contentedly as the pup frolicked with the wolf that trained her. He'd thought about training the little pup, whom they named Athena for her courage and bravery despite the violent past of her birth and mother; before she'd came of age, and had almost asked Rayo, but after a bit of pondering, he'd realized that he probably would simply be too old to keep up with the pup through her training. Despite how much it pained him, he let another Warrior train Athena. He whimpered quietly and lay his head on his paws. Would Athena even remember him, having being raised mostly by Soraya? She simply knew him as a close friend, and had no idea of her history and the part that he played in it.
Over the last two months of his life, the old Warrior watched her progress, each new thing she learned bringing joy to him as she scampered, stretching her tiny puppy legs, up the tall reddish boulders to tell him what he had learned that day. There came the week when he didn't have enough strength to even stand, and he passed away on the anniversary of her birth. None knew, not even the old Warrior or Athena, but he passed away about the exact same time as she was born.
She was motivated to train harder when one of the more experienced WoI's told her about how Dax and some other Warriors had gone to rescue Nexus and Lyra, and how they had fought off a large kronador. Eagerly, she thought how she wanted to be just like them when she grew up! Dax was such a good fighter; she wished she could be like him. But she'd have to go through that mission to get her armor first...Athena feared it, for other WoI's told her it was very hard. So she decided to train harder, so that she would pass the mission for sure!

{Personality}
Like the goddess she is named for, Athena is quite courageous, but does not like to rush into an action before planning things out carefully ahead, which can be a flaw sometimes when quick action is needed. In battle, she is more disciplined and strategic, and relies more on finesse and quick thinking instead of brute force. She is very shy and doesn't always speak her mind unless what is being spoken about violates her sense of moral ethics, in which Athena can become quite defensive and outspoken about her opinion on the matter. One of her most important ideals is justice and thus, fairness when fighting. Athena appreciates and wishes someday that she could be a hero.
Athena is very logical but is still quite creative; she can be cunning from time to time but this isn't really an outstanding characteristic.
However, her low tolerance for boasting and bragging has earned her a few other Warriors that dislike her, because she doesn't hesitate to cynically and somewhat coldly put down anyone who vainly talks with self-importance and conceit. She also dislikes fighting, preferring compromises and mutual agreements, although most don't listen to her when she will suggest these ideas.

{Art}
On the Hunt for Kronadors
Hysteria
The Night Watcher
Under the Stars

{Armor Sketch(will stay the later armor!)}
Sketch of armor
Armor idea (final draft)

{Three Infos about W.o.I.}
The land or country of Isket is divided into two territories- one belongs to the Warriors, while the other belongs to the Kronadors (or chimeras). Prospective warriors must endure a harsh mission to retrieve their own unique and special armor. Similarly, their armor must always have a chest and black plate.

[~punkstache]

she's so pretty, good luck everyone

[Glint.]

Username:
Name of WoI: Soul.
Gender: Female
Short Story( example at least 20 sentences but not 1-2 pages):
Art:
Armor Sketch(will stay the later armor!):
Three Infos about W.o.I.:

[cocoa]

Main Brown: #b2a092
Tail-Markings Brown: #907a65
Back/Eye-Markings Brown: #6b5140
Eyes/Armor Crystal: #93a1ae
Nose & Claws: #452c18
Pawpads: #6c655f

Light Grey (Armor): #d5d5d6
Dark Grey (Armor): #abadae
Blue (Armor): #b7c0c8

Username:
Darkbraken

Name of WoI:
I would name her Praess, meaning ''armor''. Her parents named this because she knew at first sight that she would have beautiful, but deadly armor.

Gender:
She is a female, nothing else.

Age:
Currently she is a teenager, teenie, teen, or whatever you call it.

Species
Wolves of Isket, WoI, normal tail and ears.

Personality:
Praess has two sides: a smooth and quick side, and a sharp and smart side. She can easily switch between the two, and stay just one side for days. It depends of the attitude of those around her that effect her mood - and her mood effects which personality she is.

- Curious -
She can be very curious, but is curious for a reason: knowledge. She knows that knowledge is a gift, and strives to know, which leads her to being curious about everything that someone is doing[most usually find this very annoying]. There's a baby curious, as in just right-out curious, and there is a grown up curious, which is the quest for knowledge.

- Kind -
The average. Praess rarely is mean, just can sometimes be a bit ''urgent'' or ''commanding'', but never, ever cruel. She sometimes even gives others flowers to make up for being urgent one day. The only reason she does this is because she feels bad for what she did.

- Lifesaver -
She'll help you in the greatest times of need. When it comes to death, when it comes to a simple friend argument. Praess'll always stand up for you, she'll always be your lifesaver. She just can't stand the sight of tears, or the smell of a near death.

- Witty -
Praess is smart and witty, and can easily figure puzzles out. But their are some real life puzzles that are more challenging, and she loves to solve those, even if they are the hardest in the world. Solving puzzles are just another key to becoming even more smart and witty, because yes, you do learn something every day.

- Loyal -
Until the end she is loyal to her friends. Praess would rather die than join an enemy side, for it seems like the worst thing in the world to betray someone that trusts you. Since she is loyal she'd never even doubt her friend's loyalty either, but divided loyalties and her don't mix, and that can be one of her major flaws.

- Never . Give . Up -
The most horrible fate in the world is to give up and let your enemy take over. To her it is like saying that they can have her life and do what ever they want to it. No matter what, Praess will fight to the end, run to the end, search to the end, until death takes over.

- Endeavor -
She tries hard at everything. This makes her great for difficult missions. It can be extremely rare for her not to try, even if she is greatly injured she'll go on and try her very best. That's just who she is - and you can't stop that.

- Stubborn -
Sometimes her endeavor personality trait can result in Praess being very stubborn. If she is hurt she won't admit it and will just go on. It's extremely hard to pull her away from something she has decided to do. Wait, no, it's impossible.

Likes:
Being alone, sometimes. She likes this because she can always find peace in herself and calm her inner and outer body.
Stargazing or taking a walk. She also finds this very calming and peaceful to her.
Being with friends. With her friends she can chat freely, sure of their friendship and trust.
Being able to trust one. Praess thinks that being able to trust somebody is a huge relief.
Adventuring. Not the huge adventures, but sometimes just getting a little away from the area and exploring places she hasn't been to before.

Dislikes:
Being cooped up. She can't stand it being cooped up in an empty place with nowhere to go, and hates it even more being stuck in with people she can never trust.
Being helpless. It's hell not being able to care for yourself or being helpless, waiting for someone to save you.
Always being with others. If she can't find peace away from some people every once in a while, she'd probably go mad.
Being alone for too long. ...and yet, being alone for too long can get a bit lonely.

Short Story:
The large, light brown wolf pushed through the spiky thorn bush, pesky forms stuck in her fur. ''Ugh! These thorns really hurt, Sk-''
''Call me Trainer, not by a real name. If we want to win the battle, we have to get used to pain, Praess,''snarled back a darker brown wolf. Her only reply was an annoyed snort, as she stalked across the clearing. ''Idiot..'' She wisked around and growled,
''Look! When is this stupid training going to end! Walking through thorn bushes, jumping over huge rocks, battling in wood plates! Just about when am I going to get my armor and start doing real training?!'' Praess's claws dug deep into the hard soil, her death glare never leaving that mean, old wolf.
Trainer stepped forward and said, ''I was about to tell you that before you blasted out at me! You're getting your armor tomorrow. So sleep well, and get out of my sight!'' Before she could recover from her shock, the male wolf turned around, yowled angrily at the sky, and bolted away through the trees, in direction of the camp.

Praess just blinked in amazement, staring after the wolf. Wow! She was actually going to get her armor! She sighed with joy and went the opposite direction of the camp, heading down to the stream. She looked down at her reflection, and licked it away, feeling the refreshing and delicious water to bring relief to her inner body.

She looked around. The forest had turned into a beautiful, green and lush field. For a while she thought out tomorrow and how it may be while she turned and walked hope. An owl hooted in the distance, but she didn't mind. Soon, Praess will be home and curled up in bed, ready for the next day. It's odd how her feelings change so fast: from angry, to surprised, to calm and happy.
~~~
The next day....
Was it already tomorrow? It seemed that she had only been sleeping for a second. Praess pushed herself up slowly, stretched, and walked out of her den. Everyone was a awake... she must have overslept, by the looks of it. As she casually walked around the camp, she suddenly remembered: Today was the day when she got her armor!


Art:
I'm not the best artist, but I put all of my effort into it.

WIP - will make more.

Armor Sketch:
Took a long time to draw and design the armor. It is lightly based off the Pokemon Dialga. <3


Three Infos about W.o.I.:
1). A young WoI has to go into a big and deep cave in the old forest of Isket and go through the cave to receive their special armor, which was made by the humans 8,000 years ago.
2). WoIs fight agaisnt Kronadors for rule over the land, but since neither are strong enough to overule the other side, they are split into two territories.
3). There are four types of WoIs: Big Wolf with long ears and a long fluffy tail, big wolf with normal ears and a long tail, big wolf with normal ears and a normal (round ended) tail, and a big wolf with short ears and a curled tail.

[nixxiona]

wow. she is stunning.

[Wolfys]

Username:Wolfys
Name of WoI:Melisina
Gender: Female
Short Story( example at least 20 sentences but not 1-2 pages):
Melisina was born normal,no deformity's no problems,her father
is always telling her that she has no worries about anything.She
is also born Beautiful,because of that all of the others pick on her,
including her mother.she always tells her father about this and he just
tells her their jealous.as Melisina grew up she ended up strong and well,
really learned to care for herself.Others still pick on her but she just walks
away or ignores them.Melisina always goes back to visit and helps her father
once in a while.Melisinas also been told by her father,someday you will be a warrior
to protect all of Isket.She now spends 2/3rds of her time training.
Art
Armor Sketch(will stay the later armor!):armor
Three Infos about W.o.I.:
Their main rivals are chimera's who are a mix of horse and reptile.
The Warrior of Isket ( WOI) live in a beautiful land but without any peace.
Both sides are at a constant fight for the reign of Isket; But neither side is strong
enough to completely over rule the other.

[Bellamy]

Here is some art of this adorable girl <3 for now this art is only for ~RunawayWolf~'s use in her form, but whoever ends up winning her is allowed to use this art as they please...