[sodafarts]

Marking <3 With the name Koiyte ^^

Oh my....the natural colors on this one really make it pop xD Reminds me of a jazzed up coyote....C:

[Flowerdust]

Username: Flowerdust, buzt you can just call me Dusty
Name: Duna, it`s spanish for sand dune
Gender: female
Personality: Duna is a quiet and shy WoI. She is often the wolf you will see on the edge of large crowds. Duna hates large crowds and prefers to avoid them. Duna may be skittish at times, but she will always stand up for her freinds and weaker WoI.
Story/History:
Art of WOI:
Three facts about the WOI world and species:

[~Nonexistant]

Wow, shes certainly the most beautifully designed simple WoI so far, Apache. Its hard to make something so simple look as beautiful as this. Never doubt the amazing Apache I guess ^^
She reminds me of so many things. I think a desert or a roaring sunset is what she makes me think of most ♥♥
Whoever wins this fabulous warrior, you sure are lucky! ^^

[Pasa Fino]

Username: Pasa Fino
Name: Keena
Gender: female
Personality: kind,spirited, alert.
Story/History: soon to come.
Art of WOI: viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1328965
Three facts about the WOI world and species:

[dogshrimp]

Username:
loveTHATwolf
Name:
Soturi
Name Meaning:
Warrior
Why The Name?:
Soturi, though she is built more like a messenger, acts like a warrior. She is willing to stand up for herself and others against anything. Though she may mess things up, she usually means good.
Gender:
female
Why Female?:
Though I had always thought of obtaining a male WoI, I just couldn't bring myself to call Soturi a guy. Why I saw this WoI my first thought was, I want this little girl. A character unraveled right in front of my eyes, history and all. Now, I can see how some would make this WoI a male, the coat seems as if it could fit both genders. But I just can't bring myself to make this one a male. I starred at this WoI for about twenty minuets, just to make sure my first impression was right. And, my afterthought was, this one's a female. So, I have put consideration into what gender I chose, female coming out on top.
Why do I Deserve This WoI?:
I can't say that I deserve this Warrior of Isket more than anyone else applying, I'm already seeing amazing forms blossoming and I know that I'm up against some very tough competition. But I do feel like if I win, I will have deserved it, I am going full out on this form. I may not be the best writer but I assure you I am trying my hardest to build a character that will be a part of the large WoI family. I was told by family to not even try getting this WoI because I don't have time. I'm in the process of moving with only a week to pack the whole house along with my family. But I am determined, staying up through the night in order to improve on my form. So, even though I am not sure I can beat these amazing competitors, if I do win, I know I've worked with everything I have this time.
Why This WoI?:
I've seen many WoI, all beautiful. Sometimes I'll just browse the WoI page to see the wonderful designs. But, the beauty found in this simple design is amazing. I've seen plenty of amazing, jaw dropping complex WoI designs out there. And I've seen a few awe-striking simple ones too, but none being as amazing as this one. The soft natural colors go well together and they are placed perfectly! I have always admired the WoI artists designing skill, this WoI just shows the talent and dedication put into the species. She is a breath-taker, I know that she will probably be my favorite WoI forever, even if I don't obtain her.
Why do I Enjoy This Design?:
The soft colors blend well, which is the first thing that drew me in. I've been looking for the perfect WoI and this one has it all. Every time I draw this design I find something new, for instance I've been forgetting a swirl each time I draw the eye marking. She is just perfect in every little way. And though the design is at first, simple, once you search for the little details it is actually a little complex, like the way the colors merge together(which I can't get right without my tablet).

Personality:
(summary)
Soturi is the kind of girl to snap back at rude comments, without really thinking about it. It's her nature to stand up for herself, along with others. She is usually upbeat and really confident, but she has her moody moments in which she will probably ignore everything. She isn't afraid of much and is overly confident, taking on any challenge headfirst without a doubt that she can complete it. She seems simple minded due to her often taking action without any thought, though she is very smart, she just doesn't use that to her advantage a lot. So overall, she is a daredevil with a mind that seems to only be used after she dives into action, she is very proud and doesn't tend to let snappy comments dampen her bright spirits.
Personality:
(broken up)
Soturi isn't a thinker, she is one to jump into action without a trace of attention to what she's doing. This tends to get her into trouble. But this doesn't only go for fighting, this part of her personality kicks up in arguments, lectures, and sometimes when she is just chatting. She may end up saying something or doing something that isn't necessarily or just flat out rude, but she doesn't tend to mean it.

Soturi is very proud and can occasionally be hurt by rude comments to her. Her pride makes her think she has a reputation to hold among other WOI so, she never puts down a dare. This also gets her into trouble at time. Her pride isn't easily broken, if it can be broken at all. She may get hurt at times, but she'll be back to her prideful self within a few moments.

Soturi is normally happy, a joy to be around if you don't get in her way. She can easily find a positive side to things, which sometimes helps her wiggle out of trouble. She enjoys playing happy little games and helping out in any way she can. Though, if her spirit is dampened she will get very snappy and moody. But, soiling her mood is a very difficult task, you would probably have to be trying really hard to accomplish it.

Though it may not seem like it, Soturi is very intelligent. Her brains tend to kick in most during battle, and in situations that invole very quick thinking. She is a fast paced learner, but no matter how much she learns she still gives in to her instinct to take action right away. She may eventually learn to keep that urge down and jump in only when needed.
Personality:
(The rarely seen parts)
Soturi's happiness isn't easily broken, but when it is it isn't a happy sight. She will be incredibly snappy and quick to act in aggression. If she doesn't lash out, she will be eerily silent, not uttering a word or sound. The only thing coming out of her mouth would be her breath. Though she doesn't get "out of control" just moody, negative, and extremely sensitive.

On occasion Soturi will become sly and very tricky to talk to. This is only after something very emotional has happened to her or she has hurt someone she didn't mean to. Her way of dealing with the stress is by boxing up her feelings and not telling anyone how she feels. This varies in the time it lasts, but it doesn't happen often, in fact it is a very rare sight to see.
Physical Build:
Soturi is lean and has slightly longer legs than most. She is built to run and run fast, her movements quick. But, she isn't a fan of this, she would rather have more a a masculine body in order to show of strength. She takes no pride in her lack of power. But, she does make up for her lack of power with her speed and ability to think quick.

Although she doesn't admit it, she doesn't have the best of hearing due to the smaller size of her ears. Though, she has a great sense of smell and pretty good sight.

Soturi's tail helps her steer through water (she loves swimming) and aids her balance.

History:
(the history may be somewhat confusingly organised, but I decided to start on her Journey to the Warriors of Isket. But the pup years and childhood will have a separate section in my form.)
Soturi's paws were sore and her energy was drained. She walked forward at a slow pace now, tail drooping behind her. She was hungry, thirsty, all of this to find a group of warriors that she wasn't sure even existed. But, she had gone this far, she wouldn't stop now! Wait... is that water? I must be hallucinating... Soturi's paws move a bit faster over the cool grass. Water! Yes, water! Well... lets just hope these warrior of Isket guys show up soon... She lapped up her fill of the white water, after the refreshing drink the dipped her paws in, sighing contently.
Soturi shot up, realizing she had dosed off. But she seemed to be in the same place as before... so not too much could have happened without her. She continued to move on, her attention was pulled to some red mountains. She had never seen them this close, they were awe striking! In her little daze, she failed to notice the Seth patrol nearby. The confrontation happened fast, Soturi not lacking at all in spirit had been the first to ask common questions like "who are you?" and so on.
The teen soon made her way into the heart of the WoI community, making friends and such. The shock of it all made her memory of what her past was like fade quickly, until it was to the point she couldn't really recall anything before she made it to water. That stuck out vividly, water, almost like another friend. The cool touch was a great welcoming and the sound soothing to the most stressed mind. Something to bring excitement, she wasn't sure why water was so important that day, but ever since she has had somewhat of a respect for water, it's strength hidden under the gentle tug just seemed to catch her admiration.

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Story:
Soturi felt a rush of cold air fly through her nostrils as she took a large breath. This was one of the biggest dares ever... kill a Kronador! All of the danger that was involved only made the moment more exciting. Her paws fell quietly against grass beneath her. She took another breath, this one more for catching scent than for pleasure. She crept forward, having already found her target. She held in an almost escaped gasp once she saw what she had been tracking. A large male, you could tell he was somewhat old by the scars on his body and the length of his light colored mane.

Soturi began to regret daring herself to do this once the bright neon green eyes found themselves placed on her. She pinned her small ears back, her fur stood on end... this was a horrible idea! She snapped forward, darting past the massive figure, but not without losing a patch of fur and obtaining a small scratch, if the Kronador had expected her to move in that direction she would probably be dead already. Soturi didn't dare look back, she just kept her attention on running, running far and fast.

It seemed like hours that the chase went on, when it was truly only about a minuet. Relief and fear mingled together at the sight of the Isis patrol. The kronador had gained a lot of ground, it would be close. Soturi kept running, even after passing the patrol. Once she was about fifty yards away she skidded to a halt, her legs worn out and her breath quick and heavy. The warriors voices were a blur behind her. After some time she stumbled on her feet and only had a sheepish smile to offer to the disapproving faces of the Isis patrol, she had the feeling that explaining this might be difficult.
Art of WOI:
all of the art I currently have is scattered around the form

Likes:
water
action
feathers
blue&green
long tails
being good at something
quiet
swimming
running
fighting
Dislikes:
being bored
Kronadors
failing
laziness
short ears
very loud noises
sleeping
Theme Song:
New Divide- By: Linkin Park
(link will be provided when I can get to the computer)
Three facts about the WOI world and species:
1.
WOI have a variety of types, those types being...
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.

2.
The breeding rules are...
Customs can have max. 4 pups
Ur-litter W.o.I. can have max. 3 pups
Pound pups can have max. 2-3 pups
Litter pups can have max 1-2 pups
newer generations/ really young W.o.I. can have max. 1 pup

Inbreed is NOT allowed.

3.
The dens are...
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.

[briny]

Username:
Briny
Name:
Rook
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Sly |. Clever |. Daring |. Brave |. Charming |.
Story/History:
Art of WOI:
Three facts about the WOI world and species:

WIP

[○~Discover~○]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Personality:
Story/History:
Art of WOI:
Three facts about the WOI world and species:

Major wip <3333

[Ralonica]

Username:

Ralonica

Name:

Leslie

Nickname(s):

"Please, call me Les."

Gender:

Male

To me, this WoI looks like a boy. Even though most people see the feminine side of the design, I see the masculine. Though those markings on his head may seem 'girly' to most, they can still fit into a male. There is nothing in a coat pattern that defines a WoI a 'male' or a 'female'. Though markings may look feminine, or masculine, they can always fit into any gender. And that's what I see in this WoI. He may look like a girl in some aspects, but to me, he's a lovely boy.

Personality:

Empathetic | Gentle | Submissive | Clever || Aggressive

Empathetic
Leslie is a very empathetic WoI. He is very alert to the feelings of others, and always wants to help. He never gets into fights with other WoIs if he can help it, and he would rather hurt himself than hurt others. He has a very sympathetic ear, and enjoys talking to others who have problems. The drawback is that he doesn't have anyone to talk to himself, so his own feelings build up inside him, so often on the outside he may seem secure, but on the inside he's a mess. He really needs another version of himself to talk to.

Gentle
Les is a very gentle WoI, who would never hurt a fly. He can never bring himself to hurt anything else, and is very soft and loving with fragile and delicate things, like pups and sick wolves. He would make a perfect healer, however, the trouble is that Les gets woozy at the sight of blood. He often finds himself walking away when faced with an injured wolf, even though he will have a desperate wish to help them. He doesn't tell anyone about this weakness, though, so it leaves other wolves utterly berwilded when he just walks away from an injured WoI. He is, however, very good with WoIs who are sick inside, weather mentally or physically. If he can't see the illness, it will be fine. With his sympathetic ear and gentle nature, he is usually the person everyone turns to if they are having problems.

Submissive
Unfortunately, Les is a very submissive WoI. Though he avoids the stronger, older and arrogant wolves, he allows himself to be pushed around all the time, and be told what to do. He does anything to be accepted by the crowd, even going against his emotions just to be accepted. He has a strong want to be socially accepted, but he ends up hurting himself by this. If he is pressured to hurt a wolf, he'll do it, no matter how horrible he will feel afterwards, and no matter how much it will press against him. He needs to stand up for himself, and follow his own path, and though many wolves have told him that, he just doesn't listen. He doesn't want to be an outcast. Les absolutely hates being alone, so social rejection is one of his #1 fears, but little does he know that he is more likely to be shunned and rejected if he keeps on being so submissive.

Clever
Les is a smart cookie. He is great at discovering a lot of things. He can find out a lot without saying one thing. He can be a fantastic stickybeak when he wants to be. He doesn't like asking questions, so he uses his own resources to find out what he wants to know. He can take a hint when it's given, and he is very good at deciphering even the most subtle body language.

Aggressive
A side of Les that appeares rarely, and which is very different to his usual character. Yes, Les has an aggressive side. It doesn't often appear, but it does come out. Les shows his aggressive side when he has been pushed just that little bit far, and can't take it anymore. He is usually very patient and submissive, but there is a time when his patience runs out, and when he can't bear to bend to peer pressure anymore. When this happenes, he becomes very, very aggressive. He takes out his anger physically on things, living things. Usually any WoI that happenes to be nearby. One second he'll be a calm, co-operating wolf, the next he'll be red-eyed and snarling, and ready to hurt you. It isn't like he transforms into a different being. It's just that when he becomes so aggressive, it's like all his normal, empathetic and gentle personality traits dissapear temporarily, and he becomes a sort of monster. He is completely aware of everything he does when he becomes aggressive, it's just only afterwards he feels the regret about it.
Sometimes he becomes aggressive when he's alone, and it has made him take his anger out on himself. But when he arrives back at the den, injured and bleeding, he doesn't tell anyone what has happened and pretends that he is fine.

Story/History:

Night. Again.
Almost all of the time, it's night. That really puts me off. I mean... I really, really don't like night. It's dark, it's eerie, it's uncannily noisy but quiet at the same time, and there seem to be thousands more Kronadors out on the prowl. I sigh, and stare outside. I wish it is daytime. Day. Light. Sun. The sun, which warms the fur on a gleaming warrior's coat, which raises the morale of a soldier going to fight. I sigh, and lie down, watching the night sky outside. I'd fall back asleep again, until the morning's ray's warmed my back, but I only just woke up. I stand up again, and start to walk back into the den, my claws clack-clacking on the hard floor. There's nothing to do here, trapped in by the darkness that surrounds this place. I let out a long, drawn-out breath, and amble along the passageway, idle. I am just about to round one of the twisting corners when I hear something, something I didn't hear before because I was lost in my own thoughts. Voices. I recognised those voices. They belong to the voices of the older wolves, the young warriors. The wolves who felt superior, above all, and were never afraid to show their power. Some of those wolves even had their armour now. I heard their voices get louder, louder, and more excited. It soon became clear that they had heard me. They know I'm here.

I froze, and as quick as I could, I scrambled around, my claws slipping on the passage floor. I pick up my feet and run, run, as fast as I possibly can, through the dark passage. My mind is filled with panicked thoughts, as I rush through the twisting tunnels. Suddenly, I feel my claws stop sliding, my paws on stable ground again. I lengthen my stride at this opportunity - this opportunity to gain a start, outrun my pursuers. This opportunity to lose them in the passageways. Suddenly, I realise. And it comes as a bolt of shock, and I stagger to the side. I'm not in the den anymore. I'm outside.

And I don't have a clue where I am.

I spun around, looking back the way I came. Behind me, there is next to no sign that I had ever run through the forest - only a few small, shallow prints that mark where I took my strides, places where the grass was pressed down by fleeing feet. I stare at the divots in the grassy carpet, the faint marks where the grass is already starting to spring back into shape. I instantly snap out of my vague thoughts, my fur standing on end. If I want to make it back to the den, I better be fast, before the marks vanish completely. I bolt across the clearing, in the direction the tracks went in, and arrive, flustered, at the treeline. I take a moment to get my bearings, before I spend a few moments painstakingly trying to find the other faint prints that mark where I was. Seeing a faint print ahead, I sprint towards it, on the trail once more.

I continue to run, to follow the tracks, stop get my bearings, then run, again. I skitter around the large trees, running on a grassy blue-green carpet as I try to make sense of it all. I re-trace my steps again and again, meet more and more dead-ends. I start to panic, sweat running in little beads, down behind my ears, down my back. Fear. Loneliness. What am I going to do if I can't make it back? The loneliness suddenly hits me, a pang of feeling that I can't brush away. I'm on my own, now. I feel like breaking down, now, running away, but I've already run and there's no where else. The feelings I've been facing then suddenly well up inside me, like an empty creek filling with water after a storm. I'm not going to get back. And if at last, I stumble onto the floor of the den once more, those wolves are going to finish me off, those young warriors. They're probably waiting for me right now. Why don't I just run? I've been pushed around enough. I can flee, and they can see how much they miss me. I can start a life out here. No, I can't. Will I just stay out here, until a Kronador finishes me off? I see another trail out of the corner of my eye, and bound down it, looking for the slightest glimpse of hope that I'll make it back alive.

The trail went straight, as straight as the tall trees. It hardly wavered, and it was like an arrow, running along. I bounded along it, too hopeful, as I ran along that track. The trail swerved slightly, curving around a gentle bend, and suddenly, I pulled myself to a halt, panting. There, ahead of me, a large river rushed ahead, cutting across the trail. The white water rosed and splashed, bubbling and frothing far up the bank. The tracks leading to the river were very definite, deep imprints in the soft mud that surrounded the river. I stopped, confused. I certainly had not crossed any kind of water in my frightened escape - and certainly not such a powerful body of water as this river, which certainly could sweep me away unless I was strong enough to withstand the current. I lower my muzzle to the ground, breathing in the powerful scent of a wet wolf, and I freeze. An unknown warrior. Shoot.

I freeze, and feel the hairs on my back rise. Feeling absolutely petrify, I turn around slowly. Nothing. I instantly relax, and close my eyes, chiding myself for being so scared. That's when I hear it. A cold voice coming from right behind me, a voice which absoultely scares me out of my wits.

"What are you doing here?"

I spin around, and suddenly I am face-to-face with a snarling wolf. I take a step back, but the wolf then takes a step forward, towering over me, doing a fantastic job of making me feel very intimidated and insignificant. I realise that it's a female, a young warrior, older than I am, but not too much older.
"Please... p-please... don't hurt me." I say, trying to get my mouth to work properly, forgetting the proper way to pronounce my words. I hear the other wolf snicker, in an unpleasant way.
"I wonder what a nervous wolf like you is doing in a place like this." she says, sneeringly. "Shouldn't you be in the den, with the other pups?" she continues, emphasizing the word 'pups' as if she loathed to even think about it.
I just stare at her, dumbstruck, my mouth hanging open slightly, like a loose hinge. I blink several times in rapid succession, which must have made me look utterly ridiculous, because the wolf gave me a repulsive stare, before continuing to talk, slowly, steadily, and in a voice that set my teeth on edge.
"Why - are - you - here?" she said, drawling out each word slowly.
"I... Igotlost." I say, quickly, all my words jumbling up together into one slurred action, the letters tripping over eachother to make a fine mess of what used to be audiable speech.

The wolf snorted.

"Got lost! GOT LOST!" she shouted, snarling, some saliva dripping off her jaws. "Well, you can get lost again and get OUT OF MY SIGHT! You impudent little PUP! Can't you take a hint and leave me ALONE?" she says, taking a step towards me, growling low, and trecherously. I take a cautious step back, retreating, and suddenly I feel a soft, squelchy substance underfoot. Mud. That's when I realise that the wolf has gotten around me, and is now pushing me closer to the raging river. I quiver slightly, wondering what to do next. I open my mouth, and nervously try to take a more friendly approach.
"I'm... I'm sorry. It's just that I have no idea where I am. And..." I pause for a moment. "My name's Leslie." I say, "But you can call me Les." I finish, out of breath.

The wolf snorted again.

"Well... Leslee." she said, stretching my name out. "You can follow me as far as the Howling Rock. But after that, you gotta get out of my hair, OK? And no messing around, either, and it will be as pain-free as possible." she said, turning her back on me and starting to walk away. I followed her, but at a distance.
"Ex... cuse me, but... what's your name?" I ask, in a shaking voice. The wolf turned around to answer, her jaws snarling, as she glared at me.

"Call me Loki. And nothing else."

Art of WOI:

Clicky.
This art depicts a personality trait that Les has, but hardly ever shows. It's his aggressive personality.

Armour Concept:

Clicky.
Les' armour reflects himself. The interlocking plates that cover his head, chest and back are strong and sturdy, like Les is, something which can protect a warrior from almost anything. They aren't glamorous, not being shiny, and made out of a strange material. Les himself is anything but showy, and he would never be able to bear wearing bright, attention-seeking armour. The bright feathers in his armour represent Les himself, and how he is different, unique, and stands out from the rest, bringing colour into everything. The armour is quite heavy at the front, but there is little armour at the back. This may look like a weakness, but the plates on his back leg, with the long spikes, show how even weaknesses can slowly and surely be made into strengths. The armour also shows that he is always going to face his enemy straight-on, and isn't going to be cowardly. The plates of armour are fantastic protection against the teeth and claws of Kronadors, but aren't suited for an attack from a Warrior. This shows the purpose of Les' armour - he is going to use it in attack against the common enemy, the Kronadors, and is going to retain peace between his own kind.

Three facts about the WOI world and species:

The WoI world is called 'Isket', and the water is white, the grass is a greeny-blue colour, and the mountains are an earthy red. There is more night than a sunny day.

Mardelius was the first WoI and was killed by the largest Kronador. Laurona is his mate and died of an illness. She is also the mother of Rayo, Dax, Faolan, Max and Tira. Mardelis and Laurona weren't the only UR WoIs, but they are the only known ones. Rayo is the leader of all WoI.

There are the "Lost WoI", who left the other WoI for unknown reasons. The first Unknown were ex-members of the first UR WoI. The Unknown still must breed and live. Sometimes there are young pups walking around Isket, who aren't part of any pack. These are the Pound Pups and Teenies, who are originally from the Unknown. However, they don't know anything about their origins and the Unknown because they are too young or too shocked, and forget their past.

Other:

I'm sure everyone is now thinking of that much-asked question. Why do I want this WoI? Is it just because his eye-catching design would look good in a signiature? Is it because I just want a WoI? Is it just because I can have a go at him, but won't really care for him? Well, I'll tell you the reason I'm trying for this amazing boy.
Firstly, he has an amazing coat. He simply has that power to draw you in. Weather it's his simple design, or soft colouring, or beautiful eyes, he just... captivates me. His colouring seems to compliment itself perfectly, not being too garish or contrasting, not being too bold. He has a softer colouring that just grabs at me, and makes me want to have him for my own.
I absolutely love this boy. He has a beautiful coat, which isn't just any coat to me. He is a WoI I can feel I can build a personality and a history around, a WoI who has his own world which just needs to be discovered. He could be very special, to anyone who loves him.

[Lavapony]

Username:Lavapony
Name:Pyresa [Pyres]
Gender:female
Personality:wip
Story/History:
[strike]Before I came to this place...

The frightened howl of Maliana rippled through the night in Isket. The fae whipped her head around and locked eyes with the enraged Mayolus, who was charging close behind her. He had gone into an instant rage earlier, when he learned the truth about her. She halted briefly, knowing this was unknown territory, but decided it was better to take her chances when she scented wolves. She ran a few feet in and spotted a large tunnel, similar to what she used as a den. She howled into it long and loud but then turned and remembered Mayolus. Maliana ran around the entrance, desperately praying that other warriors would come to her rescue.
WIP


Trainee years

I wake up, i get up and yawn. I stretch a bit then peer outside the den The Golden sun is high in the light blue sky. "I'm late!" Pyres squeals, i bolt out of the den trying to find where my fellow trainees are meeting today, my first day and I'm late! I burst into the clearing, i see fresh prints, lots of them, i follow the tracks to everyone, i bump into the one who is training us "Late?" They ask me "Sorry" I whimper then scramble up with the others. "Better not be a regular thing" They say to me with a small shake of the head.
"I was explaining that we are tracking today" they say to us. we follow them into the meadow. We watch him stalk a small rabbit. we watch closely not wanting a second to be missed. he pounces then kills it with a swift bite. He carries it to us. "You guys will all choose a another pup to go with, we will see what you can do" They say "Report back here with your catches, good luck"
All of us scramble together, i found a pup to work with, we nodded to each other then we trotted quietly seeking all signs of prey.
I lift up my nose to sniff the air "smell that?" I ask her. she nods, i move into a crouch then stalk from where the scent it, she is copying my movements behind me. We burst out of the bushes then we pounce on the rabbit. i lifted it up happily. "lets find another for you to take back" I say then i follow her. shortly we find a thin rabbit, she easily gets it, we together carry them back.
Our trainer nods with approval to see we're the second group back, but even then, the other group only had one rabbit. "Well done pups" he says to us. A lot later the final pair comes back with nothing, they give their sorry then we head back to camp as its getting dark, we caught 6 rabbits today and I'm completely tired out, we eat our share then go back to our den, getting rest for tomorrow as it will be another big day.

Last day of training in hunting...

I've done very well the past while for my hunting training, as fun as it was, this didn't feel like my thing.
I can't wait until warrior training.
We all assemble in front of our trainer
"Congratulations everyone, this is your final day of hunting training" He says to us "assemble into a group of three and bring back some large game" He commanded, i went into the group that I've always been with, we bowled out into the blue grasses, sniffing crazy to find a deer or antlered animal, i turned to one wolf, we caught the same scent, we stealthily trotted after the scent without a sound then came across a medium sized elk, we all went side by side then pounced, me on the back, he pounced on the head, she pounced on the behind, we took it down then attacked it until its struggles stopped. We panted rapidly as we were all tired out completely, we stood up grabbing the elk then walked back to our trainer. He gave us a grin with his sparkling white teeth. "First back, you are my finest hunters" He told us, but this didn't seem to be my thing, it wasn't what i longed for, i want to be a warrior.
We thanked him. We cooled down after awhile then waited for everyone to return. "Of coarse you guys got here first" the second returning group said to us. We shrugged then everyone returned. We all passed the hunting training, soon. i might become a solder.

Solider training, Day one

I get up bright and early, not wanting the same experience I had the first day of hunting training.
But that wouldn't of been as worse than that happening today. I sneak out of the den and trot to the stunning blue fields, I trot around the field warming up for warrior training, I prick my ears forward, I hear a rustling, I stop. I assume it's a rabbit, so a crouch down and stalk, I burst out and pounced on the so called rabbit, but it's not a rabbit, it's a Small Kronador, I howl being scare and surprised. I hear rustling behind me, I look back, a mother Kronador. I yipe so loud the whole valley cold probably hear me. Then my pack mates burst out after the sound of thundering paws, this was an attack from the Kronadors, I'm still on the small one I tackled. The strongest warriors attack the intruders, the one who was going to train me today stopped in front of me as he was there first "Nice work kid" he said to me "Finnish it off" he commanded then moved back into battle, I stared down at the Kronador. As I was told, I killed it. The battle finished our pack victorious.
The of who will be training me at sun high walks with me back "What where you doing out here so early?" he asks me. "I was warming up for my first day of training to be a warrior" I reply "I heard rustling then I pounced" I explained. He nodded "We where lucky that you where there or we may not of won" He told me. "I see a great warrior in you, keep up the great work, Pyres" he told me then waited in camp for everyone to show. I sat by him until everyone came. It was mid afternoon when the last wolf showed up, clearly late.
Our trainer gave a warning to her, he looked mad, very.
"Well before we start our training, I would like to recognize Pyres, if you hadn't heard, she was up early and found
Kronadors invading our territory, she killed one and Lead our pack to them" He told us all, I felt proud from this.
I still can't believe I lead my pack to victory.
My friend Lestat came up to me "Nice job finding them" he told me "Thanks" I say with a smile
Now when all of that cleared up, we where taught how to sharper our claws on the trees when they are getting dull. We also fought with each other, but I wasn't allowed to inflict real pain.
I hope when i become an apprentice i can help in more battles like this.
We have learned a few other strategies like how to roll a bigger opponent off of us since it might happen for dominance.
I feel like i have much to learn about this new skill but this is for me, its not like on the first day of hunting i found a legendary animal that can now be used for prey or anything.

The next day...

I wake up early again, this will become a regular thing in case i can get more praise for stopping attacks.
I go out into our glorious dew covered fields and trot around, mostly excerpting but enemies are at the back of my mind.
The golden sun slowly rises and its just stunning from where I'm sitting, on a high up rock looking down at the color filled plain.
I wonder why no body else ever comes up here.
Maybe I'll find someone to come up here with me some time.
I stand up then press my paws into the ground, wanting some memory that i was here. I scratch my name into the ground in front of it, this is my spot. It always wil- wait a minute... i see a Kronador print with a name, i growl, cover it with mud then feel satisfied.
That's how a boss does it i thought
Before i get late today i start to trot to where we train, 2nd one there, but the leader didn't mind since i was practically patrolling.
He just told me he never wants me to be here last or late unless there's a real emergency which might happen to me for stopping an attack, i might be wanted by our enemies.
Everyone finally got here, we are back to the rolling big opponents off of each other.
I was first, our trainer attacked me, but really easily not trying to hurt me, he sat on me, i tried to not scream out 'Get off me you fat lump!' but i squirmed then rolled him off of me, he told me to come at him. So i did, i i bolted to him pounced onto his back and mauled his scruff, i think i did i pretty good job, but he still has to go agents about 12 other pups, but only about 3 of them, including me where strong, when i was told i was done and what i did well, i sat with the other 2 strong wolves like me.
After every pup went to fight, he recognized us 3 for our good strategy and getting him off the fastest, we all went to our den to rest.



Last Day of warrior Training...

I Wake up At mid afternoon, we where told that we would meet a few hours after.
I Stand up, Give a huge yawn then stretch. I trot out of the den to where we will meet for today's final section, but i stop to wait for my other two friends in warrior training. We walk there together. We stand around awhile. No body comes.
My friend Lestat lays down putting there guard down but we don't.
A few wolves spring out of the bushes and attack us. Lestat and i are ready for this, we roll them off of us then attack them, The friend not paying attention was grabbed by the scruff and carried away.
"Where are the rest?" I demand. "Find out yourself weakling!" The wolf spat at me. Then The two wolves disappear, of coarse its a mystery to graduate are warrior training.
I head out with Lestat to find the rest, we follow a very thin scent train. We stay alert the whole time.
More wolves burst out that we need to fight.
Since this time we where prepared we came victorious faster.
Then My trainer comes out "Very good job you two, you are the only ones who lasted this whole round" He praised
"You have passed Warrior training, Tomorrow you are apprentices."


Apprenticing

I wake up mid noon, we where aloud to sleep until now today since we will have an action filled afternoon.
I stand up then race out of the den, oh I can't wait to find my armor!
I wish that I could go out and find it today, but I have to wait. I burst through the clearing, deciding I'll hunt first today, I slow my pace to a trot and head to the blue meadows.
I look around then meet up with Lestat "Hey bro" I say to him with a smile "Hi" he greets me.
"Ready for your first day of apprenticing?" I ask him. "Yep, completely ready" he says.
"Well lets head back before we're late for the first day" I tell him.
He nodded his agreement then we trot back.
We meet up with our instructor, she just tells us what we do each day and how we will get to the cave of armor when our time comes to seek our armor.
Today it's hunt for the pack.
I meet up with Lestat to hunt.
We head out just us together. We track down something, it smells like some kind of deer.
We stalk and try to find it, then we spot it. A medium deer of some sort.
We rip out of the bushes and attack. We win.
Later we return with two of those deer.
They where proud of us bring home good prey.
Tomorrow is warrior training.

The next day...

Today I have issues waking up.
Lestat had to personally come in and prod me until I woke up.
I realized I might be late, and he might too for staying back to wake me up on my rare lazy day.
I thought I'd make it interesting so I suggested a race to get there on time.
He agrees and we get ready. Of coarse this isn't going to be a fair race.
I call out 1...2- Go! I leave out three then bolt off to where we're supposed to meet today.
He really didn't expect me to pull that but he races closely behind me despite my little trick.
We keep racing to where we meet, he storm passed the group who was walking there.
They pick up on our idea and this was now a fight to the death. Lestat and I pick up our speed to win this "Battle"
Man these guys are slow. We are at least 3 meters ahead.
Finally it ends Lestat and I are victorious.
We both pant heavily after that race.
Apparently the she-wolf instructing our warrior stuff today was watching us. She approaches us.
"Nice job you two, but get ready more exercise where that came from" she said to us.
She jumped up onto a stump and explained what we where doing today.
She told us to go through all the boundaries and check for any of our lovely rivals, Kronadors.
She yelled go and Lestat and I trotted out. We started off n the blue meadows of ours to check there first.
When we start we aren't successful. We search the whole plain then head over to the sandier, rockier area of our territory we look through that area. It's almost unnoticeable but Lestat scents a very faint smell of Kronador.
I smell it too through the breeze, we look at each other then follow it. There it is, 2 medium sized Kronadors.
We stalk them. Luckily the wind is on our side and is blowing their scent on us.
Then we attack, we each pounce on one and use our greatest battle strategies on them to kill them.
After a tough battle, we win, only a few scratches on us too.
We each grab a carcass then walk back.
She is very impressed that we each killed one of these beasts.
We receive praise and Recognition front of the pack again.





The day I go to seek my armor

I get up nice and early on this fine day. The day I might get to find my armor.
I'm going to try hard to volunteer since I want to be the first Apprentice this year to get my armor.
I walk down to see Lestat. I tell them I want to get my armor first.
So he says he will try to go second.
I trot over to the one who sets us apprentices off for our armor.
"Can I please go first to find my armor?" I ask them.
"Since you look like a strong apprentice and the first to ask, yes but you must wait for everyone to get here first" he tells me. So I sit and wait for everyone to come.
Finally everyone does.
The leader stands up tall his fluffy chest puffing out "We have a volunteer to go first!" He announces "That would be Pyres!" he calls me up, I try to look as strong as possible when I walk up I front of everyone.
I hope I look strong.
"Pyres, we all wish you luck on the trail to your armor" He tells me then gestures for me to start my journey.
I walk out with my head high. This should be a snap since I learned about how to get to my destination yesterday.
They tell me it's a long journey so I walk with a strong jump in my step.
But I decide if there are any emergencies I should conserve some of my energy.
I continue on my quest...

Sun down

The sun drops down on the horizon and I feel so close to the cave.
My senses tell me I'm so close.
The idea of finding a set of perfect armor keeps me going with only a water break or two.
I see it. A mark that we where told about, a large willow tree with two trunks that twist around each other.
Then I see it, the large cave has writing on the top that is so worn out I can't read it.
It has a large mouth with plants surrounding the rocks.
My mouth drops open in astonishment. It's a stunning view. I close my mouth, then walk inside with a smile on my face. I'm breathless, it's just so beautiful. I walk deep into the cave. Then I see the different kinds of armor. A set or stunning armor, it has tons of geode so it feels like home, leaves me breathless. This armor calls my name. I approach it then I put on the beautiful, when my warm soft fur touches the armor it feels likejm a true warrior now. This armor is for me. I walk out of the cave feeling like a real wolf now.

Night

I stalk out of the cave getting used to my new armor, I better. I'll be wearing this piece of work for awhile now.
I walk on the trail back to camp. It's so dark and cold but my armor holds in some of my warmth.
This armor is saving my life already. I trek out watching the ground so I don't trip over anything.
I believe I'm half way back when I see a Kronadors tracks, only one tough, but it seems sizable so I may have to fight. I follow these tracks, I stop as I smell it's awful Oder I peer out to see one alone just walking around.
I stalk it for awhile then make my move.
I attack ripping at its flesh. It was surprised by my attack by the strange noise that comes from its mouth.
It tries to return the blow but I am prepared and jump back, I lunge for its throat but i aim too high and bite down on its muzzle, it bellows another squeal then I grasp it's throat in my jaws. I suffocate it with my powerful jaws for awhile then it goes limp, I lay it down then write "Pyres' kill under it"
I continue my journey back feeling like a real WOI.
I'm still alert for more tracks and sneak attacks
I trek through the night then watch the sun peek over the horizon.

Morning
After a long night of trekking, fighting and of coarse getting used to my brand new armor.
I make it home. I hear wolves cheering my name when I enter camp.
Everyone's celebrating my return and preparing for my best rind to start his journey.
I sprint to him with a huge smile on my face "I made it!" I exclaim to him, my shining white armor with highlights of light green sparkle in the sunlight. "Wow your armor is amazing" Lestat tells me.
"Good luck man, choose something nice" I tell him. He is talked to by the one who prepares us for this journey.
I watch my best friend left and disappear into the distance, I'll really miss him but he would have to leave sooner or later. I sigh and watch him leave until I can't see him at all.
I sigh then go off to tell about my journey.
I tell them how I was on my way back then I tracked a Kronador and killed it.
They seemed impressed.

One day later

I wake up really early then sprint out of the den, I wait at the opening of our camp for Lestat to return.
It seems like forever but around afternoon he returns with Beautiful armor it's just dazzling, I sprint over to him then tackle hug him playfully, it hurt since we where both wearing armor that we still weren't completely used to yet "Grr that hurt" I say "It hurts the receiver of the tackle more" he said winded.
I stood up then backed up so he could get up, me sitting on him with heavy armor must of hurt. But I pricked my paw a bit on his armor so I guess where even.
We head out for a walk. He tells me all about his journey.
"Did you see the dead Kronador with my name in front of it?" I ask him. "Oh that was you?" he said, my name must of washed off in the rain or something. "Yup, all me" I tell him then we walk back to the dens to rest, we relax and each day we watch each pack member return.
But one never did. We had a huge search but she couldn't be found, so sadly we lost a member of our pack.


Last day of apprenticing

Ok, so here's what we do on our last day of apprenticing.
We have a battle tournament with all of the wolves we have been training with.
I honestly think my only worthy match will be Lestat but who knows the others may be strong like us as well.
I still get prepared with Lestat in case this will be a difficult match.
My armor is shining white with small touches of green. A warm day it tells me.
We do our warm ups then head to our so called "Battle Arena" we look at it.
It's a pile of logs in the shape of a huge square.
The leader of this event jumps up onto the log. He calls out
"Our toughest fighters are Lestat and pyres! Expect a fight from them!"
I smile feeling proud.
He explains that we will be out up with 3 wolves that we will fight today, and that would be our final battles of apprenticing.
The first two that I'm paired up with, I have no clue who they are.
My last opponent is Lestat. We are the so called "Grand finale"
So be it I think to myself.
I get to battle first with what's-his-face I jump into the arena.
We are reminded not to potentially hurt or attempting to kill each other.
He howls which is our starting cue. I bolt forward and slam into him full on with my armor.
He falls backwards. I stumble backwards with the recoil.
He lays there with a shocked face. The leader calls out 3-2-1 then claims me the winner.
I shrug off my small pains from the slam. Lestat comes up to me "Nice job pyres" he tells me with a smile
"Thanks" I reply.
The battles go on. Lestat one his first now I'm up again, no clue who I'm fighting once again.
I get into the square. The leader howls and I'm at work again.
Feeling considerably better I pounce on her pinning.
She squirms and tries to get me off.
On the 2 she rolls me off then attempts an attack, she clawed my chest plate.
I growl then attack again.
And yes. I sat on her.
He calls 3-2-1 and I'm victorious again.
Lestat approaches again. "Did you just sit on her?" he laughed.
"yup" I smile.
The battles go on and on.
It's my battle with Lestat. We walk into the ring calmly, this will be a great match and since we know each others moves it will be interesting.
He howls then we pounce at the same time which slams up both back.
We both stick to our feet. Circling each other thinking of our counter moves.
I run sound him to the back and attempt to knock him over alone but we both kinda fell.
We laughed then continued.
On and on we avoided and got hit a lot.
We pounce at the same time again.
We are completely tired, we fall onto our backs panting hard.
We stay like this.
Finally the leader says that we are the same strengths.
But he still only visits me after to congratulate.
He said that I still had lots of energy.
He could tell. He said that I didn't want to beat my friend.
'Ok?' I thought then I walked back alone for once to rest.



My rank is being chosen today!

I wake up bright and early, i have a huge smile on my face, my rank is being chosen today.
I'm thrilled about this, I've been waiting since i was a pup. i trot to the river, then dive in washing off my fur, getting ready.
I shake my soaking fur then walk back to camp trying not to get it dirty.
I'm called over with everyone else.
I wait for awhile then 5th, my name is called by Nauti.
"Congratulations Pyres, your a candidate to become a...amazing member in our pack." They say
"Now what you have been waiting for, your rank is..."
Yes, I'm leaving you guys like that, if i really get successful, later on you will know me better and see what rank Nauti appoints me.
Until then, your friend Pyres~

Art of WOI: Face symbol by me
Armor design~ Thanks Darry <3 Her design may change if i win as i want her perfect.
Three facts about the WOI world and species:
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.

My... When I saw her my mouth literally dropped open. I will try my hardest with a new story.

What am i getting into, i will probably not get finnished, last day if im not done i will use my old story.

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Withdrawing!

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Username: Hadex
Name: Kyle
Gender: Male
Personality: He's very shy and imminent, but once
he gets to know you, he'll love you till the end.
Story/History: He used to live out on the streets,
where little kids would corner him in an ally and such and they would
pull his fur, pull his tail. and the thing he hated most of what they did was
they would tackle him like he was theirs. He would turn around and bite them.
Their father called the animal shelter to pick him up and bring him their.
Then someone(you) found him there, the day before he had to euthanized,
you saw something in him that nobody else did see. You brought him home that day.
He hid under your bed and wouldn't come out for weeks except to creep by for some
food and water. One day you were just sitting home watching T.V when you felt
something warm and fur like rub on your hand. It was that tily little dog you
adopted! You were so exited to see him out with you. That began the day of
the friendship starting.
Art of WOI: WIP
Three facts about the WOI world and species: 1.WOI can only breed with other WOI.
2.At 5 months-1 year old they are a trainee. 3.Neither side is capable of defeating each other.