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Pup number The lovely and only number three. She stood out to me as soon as I saw her.
Pup's nameHer name will be Fómhar meaning Autumn.
PersonalityFómhar is a loving and caring little pup with a great personality. She likes to be with her family and stays close to them. She doesn't like to be alone for long and will start to get scared easily she knows she will grow out of it as she is all ready starting to. Her faveourite things to do are tease her siblings playfully but not in any harmfull way. She likes to mainly be with her sister for her brothers tend to be ruff around her. When she grows older she see's her self beside her fellow friends protecting those who need the help from the dangers of the true wilderness. She wishes that she will be able to have pups someday when she is older and stronger and has learnt the survivial skills she needs to learn in able to survive from all the up coming adventures that the future holds. Being shy at times she likes to have some time to herslef when she's mad at something she will walk away so she doesn't hurt her siblings she holds back her anger but when it's needed it's there. Most times Fómhar is easygoing but she knows she needs to be able to protect her family and loves ones when she is older and normally will warn her siblings with a snarl or growl when she wants to be alone/ When she's bored she finds her way to her hidden treasures which is a box full of sand that she uses to relax herself.
Slight Life StoryAlone once again Fómhar left getting bored by her 3 siblings and walked off to her secret cave she used to hide her valuables from those she even trusted or feared. She kept her storys hiden that she had wrote so many years ago she feared one day her siblings or parents would find out about these hiden treasured. Getting anxious she pulled out her sand tray and drew some designs in the sand to calm herself down again. She looked up at the cave and saw the drawings she had made before, some were fading and needed some touch ups done to it but she was fearful someone would shee the special ointment/paint she used on her paws or maybe on the wind. Her fur blew gently in the soft wind that blew in through the cave opening that she had thought was closed with vines danggling down over the enterance. She stoped and rose up on her strong muscled paws getting up to see why the cold wind blew in through the vines. Her hackles britled as she heard a familiar voice in the forest. She then quickly left the den she used to head home to see what her parents wanted. Maybe it was time to get her armour or maybe it was just they were looking for their youngest daughter. She slowly calmed down wind still blowing through her pelt anxiously, was it trying to tell her something? ''No, it couldn't be'' she thought to her self as she neared the enterance of the den. Seeing her siblings she raised her head slightly higher and rose her tail up trying to look stronger then what she truely was.
It wasn't long before one of her siblings had followed her to Fómhar's den that she used to treasure the items that she had found and kept, the only thing her siblings didn't see was the sand box but they had taken everything else and had got hid of it to teach her some of the Isket ways. Fómhar wasn't happy with them and ignored them for a long time, her ears would lay flat most times when she saw them until she realized she wasn't getting any where and finially gave in to there teachings which helped her. When she had found the true ways everything had changed, she didn't mourn for those who died and was more strong holding her head high each time and truefully was proud of herself even her parents were.
She knew soon would be the time that she would be a true Warrior of Isket and soon her adventure would begin to the top of her life to the life and souls among her. She knew fear was the biggest enemy anyone could have but knew that fear could come in, but she wasn't worried for she was to excited.
Fómhar's Story of her way to the topIt was a cold brisk fall afternoon and Fómhar was half awake half asleep deep in the meadow watching the clouds waiting for the time that she had been waiting for almost all her life, to become a Warrior of Isket just like her ancestors had done so many years ago. The sun warmed her dark pelt making her feel sleepy and started to doze off into a brisk dream. She saw her parents and siblings standing beside her along side of other Isket warriors trying to fight of a group of Chimera's that had tried to kill some pups. Her egyptian armour glinted in the sun along with her siblings standing beside her it wsa almost full force against something so little it seemed to be in Fómhar's own eyes but a deadly force hidden within those weird creatures, what were they called, oh yes
Chimeras.
The battle was deadly and the warriors fought the ebst they could, some getting badly wounded others still fighting. Fómhar braced her self as a younger chimera spotted her it's eeys locked on the young Isket fae growling blood on it's mouth ready to launch it's self at her. Fómhar snarled bracing herself for the fight ahead as it stared to come at her leaping off the ground ready to attack the warrior.
"Fómhar WAKE UP!". A familar voice said flapping it's wings in her face."You were dreaming again".The raven known as *Corvo* said flapping up slightly and perching on a near by branch.
"Huh....what...of man the training starting!".I said shaking the grass of of my pelt and jumping up."Sorry can't chat now, I'm allready late and I don't wnat to get in trouble any more then I'm in!".I said to Corvo as a bounded away back to home eager to start the first day of my training. My tail swished eagirly as I neared the den I oculdn't wait I wsa so excited that it felt like my pelt would just melt off of me I was so happy, the day I had waited for was finally hear and I could prove my self worthy.
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When I had reached the den I saw the training armour made of wood waiting for me it seemed like it was a priviate practice, one on one with my trainer had set up so he or she could see what I could do. My ears flicked slightly as I heard the bushes moving behind me and then a twig snap, I spun around hackles bristling in agitation ears shoved forward tail high and teeth bared I braced mys elf to who was coming. I soon relaxed as I saw another Isket warrior appear, he was old and had scars of battle over his body, I half bowed in politeness to my elder who soon spoke raspilly.
"Get up youngster, you have plenty to learn then just respect, now what is your name again? Oh yes, Fómhar right?".He said his old body creaking slightly with his olden age.
"Yes sir, my name is Fómhar, your my trainer I persume".I said standing tall and proud thinking to my slef *Why would they choose this old warrior, he should be resting and in retirement* I ceared my slef of that thought and wnet back to listening.
*4 and half hours later*
"Thats it, now you have got it, your quite the profesional Fómhar I should have guessed it, your just like your parents brave, smart, agile and ready to fight of our rivials". "Tomorrow you will have your first combat with another Warrior of Isket in training, maybe a sibling, maybe not".He said patting me on the back gently with his tail as he slowly limped back from where he had come from.
I watched him leave and started to practice more but then Corvo showed up again."You coming Fómhar, great fun just over that hill, will make you look nice in fornt of others, strong and proud!".He cawed flying up into the sky watching me below. "Oh hi Corvo, and sure I'm mostly done anyway so lets go!".I barked chasing after him on the ground hwile he flew in the sky. I skidded to a halt as I saw a few other young Isket warriors playfully training eachother not harming anyone just quick play fights. They stopped when they saw me and Corvo on top of the hill. "Hey, why not come down here and prcatice your self".One of them barked. "Uh.....".I said looking at Corvo."Go on, I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind if you were slightly late".He cawed. "Oh fine, only for a few min though".I said rolling my eyes knowing I shouldn't.
"So whats your name?".One of them said wagging the tail and coming to close for comfort by my side. "Uh.....my names Fómhar.....and yours?". I said eying him with curiosity. "Don't remember, thats not important anyway".The Isket pup said running off. I noticed something strange in there eyes then at Corvo they didn't look the same. I stopped and thinked for a moment then trotted back to home.
I sighed and laid down in the sun-fall light licking my lips as I finished eating what I had caught for my dinner. Thinking back to what I saw earlier I decided it was better off to leave it as a distant memory and look forward to tomorrow when the
true training started. My mother came up beside me and almost scared me half to death for I wasn't paying attention to my suroundings.
"Oh Fómhar I didn't mean to scare you sweetheart, is something bothering you?".My mother Mizuki asked me laying beside me and staring at me sweetly. "No nothing, it's really nothing just some weird Isket pup's around and over that hill, they looked as if there eyes had benn turned to stone".I said staring at my mom."Even Corvo my firend had those eyes, it freaked me out, I didn't know what to do to help but leave.....".
"You have much to learn about us and what can happen, but for now just rest my young warrior and I will see you in the morning".She said walking away then looking back at me."You should come sweetheart, tonight we tell about our relitives that lived and are still living".She said waiting for me to come back.
"Wow, really? Thats awesome!".I said walking beside my mother back to the den.
*Back at the Den after the talk*
"Wow mom and dad, thats so awesome, but do you think I'll ever be that awesome?!".I said wagging my tail waiting for an answer. My fathers gaze turned cold and he spoke."Only time will tell Fómhar, you might not succed in beocming a
true Warrior of Isket, maybe you will, but like I said before only time will tell for all of my pups I'm sure you all will succed in your training and please me and your mother well". Jex said his gaze softening.
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The next few weeks after I finshed most of my training I set off traveling away from home watching all my suroundings above and below me trying to remember wich way was home. I broke into a sprint getting scared by a rustle in the bushes and bolted awaya s fast as I couldeven though my armour slowed me down ever so slightly. Fear was in my eyes as I was cornered. I snarled and barced my self to fight, but what ever it was, was gone and I cautisously left and then sprinted away going back home. I wished that Corvo and my other friends were still around but Corvo had been taken away to migrate with his family, I had left on a short quest, the others well thats another story. I had wondered if my siblings had been trained as well as I had been by that Isket Warrior who had trained me. I was now a teen and liked to be by myself when I wanted to concentrate on some things that were most important in life to me. I decided to rest for awhile in the meadow it was night and I was hungry and tired, even though I was alert for danger my scences were telling me I was being watched. I sighed and finished eating and soon left to find the cave I use to live in when I was younger with my three other siblings taht I had missed very much while I was gone. This quest wellw asn't really a quest, I had been chased by a strange creature far off Isket lands and had been gone for weeks, maybe my family had thought I had died or something because I was gone for so long, I just hoped they remember me. As I neared I saw and smelt blood in the forest, not wolf something else, i decided to ignore it and head to my old home cave."Fómhar!!! Where have you been!".They asked me when I stepped into the cvae."We missed you so much!". I looked at them and msiled slightly."it's good to see you to".
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Armour DesignFómhar's Armour Design the ancient hieroglyphics say her name in the ancient eqyptian language that she knows how to write. She used special metal tools to bend it into shape to form her name in hieroglyphics on her armour.
Same as the first with the hieroglyphics just differn't disign.Artwork done by meThe Land Holds SecretsDrawing in the Mists of my caveAutumn Breeze'sTravelsArmour sketches. the lines were done by someone else.Catch the Feather Fómhar!More Armour sketches with lines done by others.Beautiful Isket!Follow the ButterflyArtwork done by othersXXxDeeper With in FómharFómhar is a shy, but a strong willed Warrior of Isket pup that shows her inner power when agitated at her siblings for driving her insane. She tends to like the nature around her and thanks the earth for the food that it gives her family so they can become stronger and become a true Warrior at some point in life. She tends to hoard the things she finds from feathers to difernt colored rocks that she uses sometimes in her small sand box she uses to calm her self down. At times if she is lucky she finds somethign she really likes, sandle-wood. She also will use some sage and burn it to hide her scent in amongst the differn't scents. She doesn't like others to come close to her den or she becomes shy and loses her strength because sometimes they laugh at her wich makes her mad. Most times Fómhar is easy going and trys to calm her self down so she doesn't harm her siblings by mistake.
Strengths and her Weakness'sFómhar's strengths are by getting her parents proud of her, and of course being alone in her den for long times unless she gets side tracked or her siblings or parents come to close to the den to search for her. She likes nature around her and sometimes will draw eqyptian hieroglyphics on the wall of her cave to write down what she sees that day, the cave walls are full of her hieroglyphic arts that make her clam down by alot. Her hieroglyphics tell her what had happened in her past and what had happened the last day, even her birth date and how much she weighed.Fómhar's weakness's are when of course she is agitated with her siblings or when she is laughed at by her friends, family, or her siblings for hiding ina cave doing the art that calms her down so she doesn't hurt them unless she has to battle them. She hates herself when she has to hunt or kill a part of nature for she tends to treasure the lifes that surround her soal and being and the gift of life that is always around by her side each day and each breath of life.BirthFómhar was born in the mist of Autumn during the season of falling leaves and damp weather of falling rain. She topped a weight of 6 and half pounds and was about 12 inches tall at the shoulder. She was named after the Autumn season for wich she was born into when the leaves were falling it was said the leaves it self turned her pelt color to the browns and reds and whites to her pelt in memory of that year.
Fómhar's SpecilitysFómhar is very energetic and simply perfect at the ancient hieroglyphics she uses to paint her cave with. She is into crafting bones, sticks, and feathers into fake armour that she use to use as a pup. Stuck in with the beauty of nature she treasures everything she finds in her cave, when she sees a dead animal that isn't a wolf she mourns for it for the life it gave to the world even if it wasn't related to her she would still mourn for some reason. If she had the time to do so s he would wrap up the creature in some netting of fabrics she makes and burries it gently into the earth as if to thank it for the life it gave. Even though she has fought before she knows that she can't mourn for every lost soul and will have to learn the true Warrior of Isket codes at some point in life.
Likes and DislikesFómhar likes to help vulnerable creatures that are very rare and likes to write down in hieroglyphics what had happened that day with her carving tools, or her special paint that she makes. She will be calmer that way and tends to get back into whats happening that she missed while agitated.Fómhar dislikes death even though she knows sometimes she must kill inable to survive from death herself, sometimes she will sneek a mourful howl as if to say, "Thank you for the life you gave to this amazing world, and may you forever rest in peace".Favourite ThingsFómhar's favourite things to do are to forge metals in the ground either to update her armour, or sketch hieroglyphics on her wall to calm her slef down. Her favourite colors are ther colors that make her pelt so differn't compared to her siblings colors and she likes her name meaning "Autumn" because it is her favourite season and it makes her feel relaxed. Fómhar also likes to be alone for long or short periods of times. She tends to mourn for those who have failed to live except for the Warriors of Iskets rivals wich she dare not more for them because she thinks they are evil towards other animals and only think of them selves. She thinks about her future of protecting her loved ones from Warriors of Iskets rivals and even if she had to, fighting to the death to protect the ones she loves most.
Her favourite foods have to be fresh water trout, elk, and the odd bird or so. She doesn't like killing other animals that aren't really true rivials but she knows she has to kill in able to survive.
Fómhar's favourite season has to be the month she was born in which is the season she was named after, Autumn. She truely likesseeing the falling leaves and all the animals migrating to the warmer places so they can raise the young and bring them back so the animals that don't migrate will have enough food in the winter. Fómhar is slower in the winter but that doesn't stop her from being playful and having fun on the snow and ice that the land holds as a play ground for the youngsters. Even though she is older then a pup she still likes to play and act like on at times. She's very swift and fast out running most animals that try to protect there young. Growing out of her younger years her mourning for the dead had passed and now she would hunt for even the largest animals that held the most meat for them to eat.
HistoryFómhar was born into a loving family with extremly caring parents. She loved her family very much and would always be by the side at every moment in her pup hood. When she was slightly older she use to trail away to her cave and draw ancient eqyptian hieroglyphics on the cave walls where she hoarded things that ment most to her. She then got into mourning for the poor creatures she saw dead around the forest, although she never mourned for the rivials that laid dead among the forest. When she was older she grew out of those old habits but she still hoards things to this day.
FriendsAmong Fómhar's travels to her den she had befriended a few animals such as an owl called Bundi meaning "Owl" in Swahili. A Crow called "Corvo" in the Italian language and it's friend a raven called "Havran" from the language of Czech. They all were best buds until Fómhar changed and had left them to continue her training to become a Warrior of Iskit. She still sees them flying in the skys at times watching her from the skys probally wondering when she will talk to them again or if she ever will. Fómhar has new friends from the other Warriors amongst her, she still visits her family at times when she has the time or when she's not training her self to get better at fighting.
Theme SongsKOKIA - TomoniSkyfall - AdeleWake me up when September ends - Green DayTime of your life - Green DayEgyptian Music - Mystery OasisWhy I want Fómhar and a few other thingsWhen I saw pup number three I just feel in love with her as soon as I saw her. I soon realized that she was the one for me. I wish everyone else the best of luck in succeding on getting these amazing Warrior of Isket pups and may the best form win. I will be happy to who ever wins this pup and succeds in winning, there is alot of tough forms to beat out there so good luck to all who enter!
