[Ovacalix]

QAQ

She reminds me so much of some odd Ball Python coloration ;_; <3 She is so adorable
I would try for her if I didnt have my boy Lestat... I should probably talk to Blitz about possible puppies between them eue

Amazing design!

[m0chicakez]

Username:
Pup name:Ariana
Personality:
Story/Histoy:
Armour Design:
Artwork:

[SnowStar]

Username:
SnowStar

Pup name:
Ariana

Personality:
Observant.
At first glance, Ariana is quiet, if not nervous even, and avoids anyone who tried to talk to her. But that is only her shield, a mask she puts on with those she doesn't know, or simple doesn't trust. This female is in fact, intelligent and observant. When around those she doesn't know or trust, she will stay away from them, and watch them from the side lines. She will eve-drop on any conversation within earshot. She can't help it sometimes, her hearing is rather good. This doesn't take long, her mind is quick and she does well with multi-tasking. What happens if she heard gossip when listening to others conversations? She keeps it to herself. Ariana isn't one to spread things around, she knows that spreading any rumor never leads to anything good.

Adventurous.
Ariana is very adventurous, and very curious. She loves to get away from everything (or at least everyone), just to simply take a look around and find something new. Every tree, meadow, cliff, stream....This girl wants to see it all. Ariana tends to be the first to volunteer to go on any patrols because that is the job that gives her a chance to do that while still working.

Imaginative.
Ariana has a strange, but entertaining imagination. When she was a pup and teen, she would play and daydream about having adventures, anything from climbing the highest mountain she saw, or swimming and finding treasure (which when she was a pup would have been cave crystals and other shiny stuff). When she is asleep, her imagination overflows, with strange (but most of the time good) dreams. Unfortunately when she wakes up she tends to forget what her dreams where even about.

When Ariana grows and becomes a adult she still has this wild imagination, but focuses to not daydream while doing her work. All her life she has never told anyone other than her sister, Armina.

Loyal and Protective.
Ariana is both very loyal, and protective over her family, friends, and pack. She doesn't have that much family left, only a sister named Armina, and she would give her life to protect her. She is very close with her sister, even if at time they sometimes bicker over nothing. Armina is the only warrior in the entire pack that Ariana will openly talk to about anything, wither it be a secret and simply about her day.

A stubborn pain in the ass.
At times, Ariana can be a pain in the ass. Depending on who you ask. She can be moody, very stubborn when she wants to be, and on some days she can simply be the other word that is for a female dog. She easily becomes annoyed when in these moods of hers. When having these moods she will either avoid others, or vent when her sister is willing to listen.


Likes:
Water.
Swimming, rain, puddles, if it's water - she loves it. Even ever she gets the chance you will see her next to, or just plain in, the nearest stream or pond she could get to. When there is a rain storm, she doesn't mind standing out in it. She enjoys it, craves it. Her favorite days tend to be the ones that doesn't have the best of weather. She loves hearing the thunder as well, although she is smart enough to take cover if there is lightning along with it.

Warmth.
She enjoys warm weather. And a warm den. If her den becomes cold she will find dried grass, feathers, or whatever else to make it nice, warm, and fluffy.

Climbing.
She loves climbing. Wither it be a small hill or a cliff side, she is never afraid of the height and enjoys the adrenaline rush it gives her. Those are also the best places for her to catch some sunshine to warm her fur in her opinion.

Dislikes:
Being overwhelmed.
She can and will gladly do some multitasking, but even for Ariana there is such thing as "too much". She will still do what she was tasked, but when overwhelmed she can easily become nervous, disoriented, and panic.

Tests.
She hates taking tests....with a passion. Most test she took were in her pup and teenie years (training, earning armor, quizzes about something around her, ect), and she shivers just thinking about taking them again. She hates being put in the spotlight, having everyone around her watching her do something. She will do what she is told to, yes, but she becomes very nervous to the point of getting sick.

Spiders.
As odd as it sounds, Ariana is very much afraid of spiders. The bigger they are, the more she fears them. Her sister often times teases her about it, but she pup like fear still doesn't escape her when she becomes a adult. If she sees a large spider in the grass or anywhere else, she will go around it to avoid it. She doesn't want to touch them, or have them on her. Ever. She has a strange though of having a clean den because of the chance of a spider coming into it.

Story/History:
The night was long, and clear. Inside a den, hidden away in the large red mountains of Isket, two new pups were born among The Unknown. Both were small, but they were both strong and healthy. Each newborn pup whimpered as they rooted around on their mothers belly, seeking the nearest source of milk to suckle on.

The new mother smiled at the two pups. She was tired from the overly long labor she had, but she was happy. She was so proud of the two new pups daughters that were suckling on her. "My precious little gems." She whispered softly, giving each pup a nuzzle on the head. Her ears went back slights as she head footsteps behind her back, coming into the entryway of the den. It was her mate, who was returning from a late patrol.

Each pup was born blind and deaf, but that didn't stop the new mother from speaking in a soft whisper.
"Look at them darling, aren't they beautiful?"

"They're rather small..."

"Hush now, they will grow, and they will become fine warriors."

The male warrior said nothing more as he looked at his new family. He was proud of his mate, but when he looked at the pups... a frown grew on his face. A small look of disappointment was clearly on it. The father always wanted sons, or at least one. Time and time again he and his mate tried for a litter, and each ended up with miscarriages. And at last, when he finally gets a strong looking litter, they're all female. The feeling he was experiencing for this were not good ones.

The mother tilted her head slightly, wondering what was going through his mind at the moment.
"Is there something wrong dear? Would you like to help me name your daughters?"

The response she got from him was a simple huff, some air blowing out of his nostrils. He turned around and headed back outside, away from his new family, and his mate. Before vanishing completely into the darkness and blue shaded grass, the mother could faintly hear him say something about work needed to be done. The female shook her head slowly, wondering just on in heavens name was his problem. He should have been happy for such a wonderful family, not disappointed because she gave him no sons.

The Mother looked down once more at her two daughters, knowing that she would have to name them herself. She had pondered over dozens of names during her pregnancy, but seeing her two beautiful pups now, she had the perfect names for them. She looked at the first pup in sight, a white pup with purple-sh blue markings.

"I shall name you...Armina."

Next she looked at her other daughter, a white pup with more brown and earth toned colored markings. She was smaller then her sister, and she tilted her head as she thought of a good name.

"And you little one, you shall be named Ariana."


-----------------------


"I don't need to bond with the pups!"

"Yes, you do. Ariana has been starting to ask me who you're always mad at her. It's time for you to start being a father."

With a growl and a few mumbles, Ariana's father walked out of the den. His mate, one way or another, seemed to get her way with him. She shook her head slowly, and walked to where the pups were at. She looked at her two daughters and smiled.

"Ariana, you Daddy said that he would love to go on a walk with you."

"Really?"

"Yep, he's waiting for you outside."

With a loud "yaaay", Ariana ran as fast as her little paws could carry her, and almost ran fast first into her fathers leg.

"Hi Daddy!"

"Hello sweets." He said through gritted teeth. Her father glanced back to her Mother, who gave him a clear "don't screw up" look, before going back into the den with Ariana's sister.

Ariana noticed her father sigh, and begin to walk away from the den. Ariana didn't mind running to keep up with his large stride, she enjoyed having a day with Dad. Ever since she could open her eyes and hear, she always noticed his disappointment for her and her sister. Why, she never knew, and when she asked her mother about it her mother would say that he wasn't disappointed, that he simply was having a bad day. The little pup shook her head to her rid of the memories, and looked up at her dad. They were heading to some place, far away from the den. The blue-green grass was so long she practically had to hop just to see where she was going.

"Dad? Where are w-" The pup asked, but never finished, because they were already there. They were in the middle of a beautiful meadow, with long blue-green grass, and a white stream that flowed a few feet in front of her. The puppy slowly walked to the water, cautious of might be in it. It was the first time she had been this far away from the den without the entire family, and the first time being so close to the streams.

This new feeling of adventure was a awesome one.
Soon Ariana was splashing in the shallows on the creek bank, and digging small holes in the mud. Few word were said while she was playing in the mud. Her father stayed quiet as he sat down, watching the forest's edge every now and again. After a while the sun started to set, and it was time to walk back to the den.

"This was the best day ever, Daddy! I found some neat look rocks when digging, and there was a fish in the water and then..."

"That nice de-"

"Maybe Armina can come next time? That would be so cool!" Ariana interuped, wagging her long tail in glee as she trotted. She enjoyed her day, she loved playing in the water and mud. And of course, being with her Dad, that was nice too. The little female warrior hummed a little made up tune to herself happily, but stopped dead in her tracks as she heard a quiet "Snap" from the forests edge. As if something large broke a stick in the distance.

"Daddy..." She said, something, although what she wasn't sure, send a chill down her spin. They were only a forth of a mile away from the den, but she wanted to go home right away. She backed up and hid behind her father's front leg for protection from whatever was in the forest.

"Can you get back to the den from here?" Her father asked in response. He heard the snap too, and Ariana could see the fur on his back through his armor was bristled. She could smell something in the air now, and although she couldn't recognize it, he father certainly could. She could hear footsteps now, One very heavy set that was followed by many more lighter ones.

"But Daddy...." She whimpered, taking reluctant steps away from her father, but still staying close near him.

"Go to the den, now!" Her father barked, only a half breath later was he slammed by a large Kronador, a male. The beast was massive, bigger then anything she had ever seen. It was the same color as the grass under her paws, with a white color mane. It was injured, she could see it by the gashed that were strewn across it's chest. It was insane by rage or pain, Ariana did not know. She could see other pack member running towards the Kronador, but even they could not stop what was to come. The thing reared up onto it's back hooves and slammed both teeth and claws into her fathers back-plate. In the battle her father was pinned as the beast ripped off his armor and bit into the wolfs back.

Ariana huddled in the grass and quickly backed away from the two in fear. She could hear and see everything, unfortunately. As if time itself stood still. She didn't know what to do, and she seemed too frozen to move other then backwards. She shook as she saw her fathers limp body fall like a stone as others clan members attacked the beast, more coming and others howling in alert. Her fathers spirit was no longer with him, he was death. Hot tears streamed down the pups fast as she turned around and bolted to the den. By the time she reached it her entire body shook and uncontrollable sobs escaped her.

"M-momma!"

She yelled and cried for her mother, wanting so bad to do nothing but curl up on her and cry. She looked around in the den, but for all she saw was nothing, it was empty. She slowly got herself back up and looked around in the den. She began to call for her sister, and eventually found her huddled the back of one den chamber.

"Where is Momma?"

"S-she went to help the pack with something a while ago. They said they would send someone to watch me and you while she would be gone, but they never came. What is happening? I heard screams..."

"Daddy, h-he... he..."
Ariana never finished her sentence, she only broke down in tears. Her sister began to cry as well, imagining the worst her mind could predict. Both sisters eventually cried themselves to sleep that night, waiting for their mother to return. After over a day of waiting, something, a gut feeling perhaps or simple instinct, told them that their mother would never be seen again, nor the wolf that was sent to watch them. What happened with them Ariana will wonder for the rest of her life.

Tired and hungry, the two pups walked out of the den and towards the meadow. Where they were going, they didn't quiet know. Perhaps to find another pack member on the way? Or to perhaps to find a fresh start? They were pups, plain and simple. They were numb from grief, and not thinking straight. As they walked they eventually entered into a forest, and didn't stop walking.


After two days of walking, both pups collapsed from exhaustion. Each gasped for breath as they simply looked ahead. They were no longer in the territory of their pack, and how they didn't die during their journey, no one really knows. They were tired, hungry, barely able to move even their ears. Ariana, through blurred vision, thought about her mother and father. All she wanted was to be with them, she didn't want to be alone. Everything was so silent around her, the only thing she could hear was her pounding heartbeat and her sister panting next to her. "Will we ever see Momma again?" She asked her sister, gasping with each word she spoke.

"I dunno." Her sister replied. "One minute she was there...and then she wasn't."

Ariana crawled just enough to put her neck over Armina's back. Although their parents were gone, she still had her sister. And that was all that mattered to her that moment. Both pups closed their eyes with each-others warmth, and surrendered to the darkness.


-----------------------


Ariana awoke with blurry eyesight and a pounding head. She whimpered quietly as she looked around her, wondering were her sister was. She wasn't laying on her sister anymore. She felt her body swaying with a stride, and a gentle feeling on the scruff of her neck. She didn't struggle, but as her vision cleared she could see what was going on.

The pups were being carried, by Warriors of Isket. Very gently, and not too fast to hurt. Ariana didn't know these wolves, but something told her that they were friendly. The female's purple eyes glanced to her left, and saw a Warrior carrying her sister, who was still asleep. Another trotted close next to the one who was carrying her, and smiled softly.

"Do not worry little one, you are safe now. May I ask, what is your name?"

For a second, Ariana was silence. She had gone through so much over such a small time, she was in shock more then anything else. But the little pup looked at the Warrior, with eyes large and shining in night light.

"My name is Ariana."

Armour Design:


Just a sketch, but I have big plans for this armor.
Inspiration for the armor was a mix between a husky harness, and roof tiles, oddly enough.
Clicky for picture!

I'm still trying to choose the armor color. I was thinking either a copper/bronze look, or a dark grey/black iron look. Leaning more towards the copper/bronze then anything else.

The helmet has three large spike the are slightly overlaid with the looks, and pointing upward to her ears. The feather, Spanish gold coin and beads that are dangling on her helmet are only on her right side. Note: The side points might have chips added to then, I dunno.

For the chest/back/side pieces they are made with the same materiel, and this is where the roof tile inspiration came in. The bottom layer is in fact leather, for comfort in case it was needed to be worn for a long period of time. Similar to roof tiles, the armor pieces are overlaid on each other down the sides (if the roof image of that doesn't work, imagine how feathers are placed on a bird), while the shoulder area is all one piece. The overlaid pieces are in fact tightly together to ensure no "clink clink clink" sound when walking and for protection. The front chest is sorta like the breast-plate on a horse saddle, a brass ring in the middle with thick leather pieces connecting on each side and going to the underbelly. There is a feather that is tied to the front area. The back part of the armor has four large spikes going down the back, the second one has a chip in it.

Each leg had a brace on it that is engraved with swirls/dot looking symbols (as does the shoulder plate). The tail simply has a string tied to it with four beads and two feathers on it for ornament.

Artwork:
Made by me.
Made by me using GIMP 2.8
Failed headshot made by me on sumopaint
Short comic part 1 • part 2

------------------------------

[Kawartsii]

Username:
Alaskian

Pup name:
Ariana

Personality:
wip.

Story/Histoy:
wip.

Armour Design:
wip.

Artwork:
wip.

Sorry to pull out so early... I dont have time. Sorry.

[Blockbeap]

Im dropping out but the winner can take my art Ive done but not her armor I designed. Ill use that elsewhere.

Full sized image.

[ravemn]

Username:
Raven Howl

Basics

Pup name:
Ariana
Personality:
Kind: Ariana is one of the most kind Warriors you will ever meet. She is ver enjoyable she cares about everyone's feelings ans is not the one to judge on anything even if you are a snob.
Protective: Ariana is very protective over her sister, as she is the only living family member she has. Ariana would go insane if anything bad where to happen to her sister.
Shy: Ariana is a bit shy but she warms up to people fast.
Talkative: One Ariana gets to know you she will not shut her trap, she loves telling storys about her puppy hood.
Bubbly: Ariana will have mixed emotions every once and a while so don't get shcoked if she snappes at you.

Digging deeper

Birth month:

Ryota's birth month is August.

Birth Day:

August second.

Birth Stone:

Ariana's birth stone is a Peridot.

Zodiac:

Ariana is a Leo.

Strengths and Weaknesses:

Stregths
Her thin and slender body: It makes her run faster under all of her armor making it easy to get away from Kronodors fast.
Her weight: Her light weight body lets her creep throgh small places no other WoI can, she can get fallen gems and other things throgh a crack.
Her thin legs: Her thin legs make her agile, running from danger is no problem for her she is as swift as a fox.
Her parents death: Even though it is a weakness of hers it has taugh her to be proud of what she has and to be brave at all costs.

Weaknesses
Her long tail: Even though she loves her long tail, it gets in the way of an esape from Koranodors.
Her being shy: Her shyness has ruind many oppertunitys for her.
Her being bipolar: She has lost many friends because of this.
Her parent's death: This has impacted her life greatly her parents had died right infront of her making her go insane.


Likes:
Armina, with out her she would of sacraficed herself to Koranadors.
Alo, Alo is her best friend and she would do anything for her.
Her tail, Araiana likes to play with her long tail when she gets bored.
Deer, Ariana loves the tast of deer.
The smell of pine trees it sends a shock down he spine for some reason.

Dislikes:
Kronodors, they are the ones that had killed her family and turned her whole life around.
Being lazy, she can't stand how some WOIs just lay around and not do anything..
Heavy armor, she doesnt like having to carry around heavy armor after a fight.
Day time, Ariana is a night owl.

Story/Histoy:
A cold veletly starry night covered the sky of Isket like a sheet specled with stars. A mother lay panting as she was going to be giving birth too her first set of pups. She looked up at her mate Axel. Axel smiled he was going to be a proud father he couldn't wait to be a father he had been waiting so long for his pups to be born, nothing could ruin this monent for him. A pain shot from the mother Skye, she let out a wine her pups where comming now.Time skip Two female pups lay by their mother wining and whipering, they wanted to be fed so Skye pushed her new babys by her teats so that they could eat. Axel looked down at her two daughters one was blue and white just like him and the other whas brown and white like her mother. Both bups had the compex marbleing on their coats just like Skye. A single tear of happyness roled down Axel's face he was a proud father to bolth of his girls. Skye looked up at Axel and licked his chin she knew he was proud of his daughters. Axel took his spot beside his mate and laid buy his pups and wached them until his eye gre heavy, he closed his eye and fell asleep watching her beautiful daughters. Skye smiled and laid her head on Axel's she knew this was the besst day of her life, she couldn't wait for her daughters to be old enough to go on their first patrol arout the red mountains of Isket
Armour Design:

Artwork:
Wip

[Melonbread]

Qwertypi303


Ariana


Ariana has Armina as a sister


None currently, let's hope she gets some soon!


June 19th, 1:36 A.M


Those who are born in June are blessed with 3 birthstones, all quite beautiful.

First is the pearl, the only gemstone to come from living sea creatures.

Next is the rare Alexandrite, a gemstone that is green under daylight and fluorescent
light, but turns purplish red in incandescent light.

Last but certainly not least, is the moonstone.
A phenomenal gemstone, moonstones show a floating play of light
and sometimes show either a multirayed star or a cat's eye.

.: Calm :.
Ariana is very calm, and no one has ever seen her lose her temper before. Not even her sister. Ariana always speaks in a warm voice, and almost never "freaks out". She tries very hard to keep her cool, and she has a tendency to stay quiet. Ariana can stay very clear minded when she is surrounded by chaos, and tries to think before she acts.

.: Kind :.
Some may say her kindness is a good thing, some may say she's too soft. Ariana strongly believes in giving others a chance, and she believes that all young ones are innocent, and they can be turned away from any twisted thoughts. Ariana is very motherly, even though she does not yet have her own pups. However, this does not stop her from fighting, after all, she's always wanted to be a warrior when she was a pup.

.: Determined :.
Ariana can be seen as stubborn, and sometimes that is bad. However, she isn't the type to "chicken out" of a task halfway through. Ariana will fight 'till the end, and make sure everyone around her does too. Once she sets a goal Ariana will keep at it, even if it takes a couple of years. Ariana may seem lazy, and willing to lay on the rocks and sunbathe rather than work at times, but she truly sticks to what she's doing, and tries to do it well.

.: Clever :.
Ariana is quite smart, and tries to figure out some creative strategies. However, she's never had a negative, serious, one in her entire life, and she often uses her head to achieve her goals. Ariana gets sudden bursts of inspiration, often when she's backed up into a corner.

.:Curious:.
Ariana is always wondering about the world, though she rarely shares it with anyone. The world is a mysterious place, and woven in are several questions. Ariana was like this from when she was a puppy.



However, please note that pups will be pups, and Ariana wasn't quite so.... Quiet. She cheers the others up and pushes them along when they need it, but otherwise she's quite shy. When she was a pup, that was a different story...





Brief Summary of Ariana's puppyhood with some bits and pieces added in
Ariana was born in a red cave, like most WoI pups are. Ariana was born first, pulled from a warm, dark place into another, colder dark place. Of course Ariana hadn't opened her eyes yet, as most, if not all, young animals were born with their eyes closed.
"She's gorgeous." A voice breathed above her. "She has your markings."
"And she will have your eyes, just wait and see." A rougher voice, a little farther away said.
Something rough, yet gentle seemed to lick Ariana over, then tucked her into a warm wall of something. Instinct flowed into Ariana, and she began to nurse, like all young mammals do. Soon, another warm bundle was tucked in on her left. After Ariana had satisfied her enormous hunger, she fell asleep, into a deep, dreamless sleep, laced with the scent of milk.
***
The following morning, for it was morning, even though the pups didn't know it, dawned bright and sunny, promising a good day. Ariana slipped out of her dreamless sleep, yawning. She felt the pile beside her, and realized that her littermate was still sleeping. There was a light outside her eyelids, tinted red by the skin that covered the pup's eyes.
A warm, wet thing pushed into Ariana's side, and murmured "This one looks like an Ariana to me"
"She does doesn't she?" the rougher, deeper voice answered.
"Very well then, our daughters are named Ariana and Armina!" The first voice concluded.
Ariana's stomach complained angrily, and again, Ariana found herself nursing, tucked against that wall of warmth again.

***
Ariana had pried her eyes open the day before, and she was now 4 days old! Her sister had opened her eyes at the same time, and the first thing they saw was each other. They had a bond from the start, Ariana and Armina, they did everything together, and conversed mainly with each other, with the few words that they had learned. Because they were too young to leave the den, their parents were preoccupied with educating them, expanding thier knowledge of the world. The pups grew quickly, and we're soon tumbling about, play fighting, creating their base for the hunting and fighting that would come later on.
Ariana jumped on her sister, and rolled her over onto her back. Armina squealed and tried to flip Ariana off. The pups rolled around together in the sun, just inside the mouth of the cave. Their mother and father were kind and gentle, and let the pups play as much as they wanted to, even outside in the long, blue grass. Aldready the pups were becoming little warriors, when they saw a warrior coming by, they always harassed them for training. Of course, the pups' parents were ready to intervene if things got out of control.
Ariana was always a curious pup, and her favorite words were what? How? Why? Why did the rain come down, why does the bird fly? Why do all living things think, and learn? Why do we walk, and why do we fight? Why do we even exist at all? Ariana spent hours pondering these questions, and her final answer was: Why not? Next she thought about what; What is time? What do you call a bird, and what does one call a mouse? What makes it a mouse or a bird? If it evolved like her parents said, then at what point was it considered a bird or a mouse? If all living things evolved front he same thing, then what is the difference between a bird and a mouse? These questions usually went about answered, for no one knew. Ariana also thought about how ; How do birds fly? How to fish swim? How do I think? How do I learn? How and why do I sleep? How does the sun and moon travel across the sky? Most of these questions were answered with proper observation, and learning from others also happened.

Now, to the acutal story xDTold from Ariana's point of view.
Orphaned
I twitch my ears. I hear a scraping soud, then pawsteps. I look up blearily, eyes heavy from sleep.
"Momma? What's happening?" I whimper.
"Hush, your father and I are going out to... hunt." My mother murmmers. Then, she licks my nose, turns, and pads up to the cave entrance.
I could see moonlight glinting on metal, and the sharp shapes of armor. Armor? For hunting? I shook my head. I prod Armina in the side, and flick my tail towards the cave entrance. Then, I prick my ears and listen.
"- ey're here. We have to go."
" What about the pups? We can't just leave them!"
"We have to go, they'll go after us first."
"They can get up here. We need to move the pups higher, where they can't be reached."
"We don't have time, we need to go!" With that, me and Armina's father leaped down from the cave. Our mother looked back, then reluctantly followed. I walked slowly over to the mouth of the cave, and Armina folllowed. We looked down to see our parents dissapearing into the forest.
"Momma?" Armina whimpered.
"Daddy?" I cried, eyes wide with terror.
Several other armored shapes flicked across the short stretch of grass, then dissapeared into the forest. Inside the forest, terrifying sounds were heard. They were the sounds of a great struggle, the sounds of snarls, howls, growls, whimpers, and most of all, a horrible roaring and hissing sound, a sound that niether of the pups had heard before. It didn't come from a WoI's mouth, that was for sure.
Soon, the sounds began drawing nearer. My fur stood on end. What's happening? I felt fear grip my heart for the first time in my 2 month old life. Soon, a.... thing burst out of the forest. It wasn't anything that I had seen before, and I quickly scrambled back into hiding. It would know where we were soon enough though, as my sister and I still peered over the ledge. A pair of neon green eyes glared back. It was too dark to see the body of the creature, only a dark shadow. It had a long body, 4 legs, what looked like a mane, and when it moved, long, thick, sharp claws glinted in the moonlight. It opened it's mouth and hissed, and it's gaze darted towards the forest.
Another long creature burst from the undergrowth. This one had golden eyes. It looked at the pups, hissed then crouched down, ready to spring. Just then, a WoI burst out of the trees, armor glinting, and attacked the yellow eyed one. Another WoI followed close behind, and leapt ontop of the green eyed one. The battle swiftly moved to the stretch of grass at the base of a cliff. The pup's den was very low, but off the ground, and one would have to climb to reach it.
"They must be Kronadors!" I hissed, and stared at my sister.
"Wow... We better get out of here!" She growled back.
"I heard mom say that we needed to go higher, where we couldn't be reached. I think those hooves can't hold on the higher rock, where there is less room to put them. That would need more flexible paws." I whisper.
"Come on then! Let's go!" My sister yelps.
"Yeah." I sigh. I stretch my neck out, and turn my head to look around. I step onto the large ledge that is infront of the den, and look around again. I spot a small ledge, and a wide crack a little farther up. I stretch up my front paws, and grab both firmly. I shiver, then look down. The ground suddenly seems so far away... I shake my head, then place my hind paws. Then, I use my back legs to push up, heaving my body up. I try to ignore the knot of fear in my stomach as I inch my paw upward, often holding on with only 3 paws, to try to get a good purchase on the rock. Loose pebbles and sand shower down, and I feel my sister urging me on, nudging me and reassuring me. Finally, I collapse on a medium sized ledge of rock. A moment later, my sister joins me. We look down, and see that we're not high enough. The battle still rages, and many bodies lay still of the ground. Though wether they are Kronadors or WoI, I do not know.
"We're lost... There are so many of them!" Armina cries, tears of desparation welling up in her eyes.
"There are more warriors, w-we live on the edge of the general denning area, more help will come." I say, trying to reasurre my sister. I'm not sure if I even belive myself.
I look up again, and wearily and half-heartedly continue our climb. About halfway to the next ledge that is large enough for me and my sister to rest one, I hear a hiss, and a thump. Then, I hear the sound of pebbles clatting on rock. I look down. And I whimper with fear. A large, dark-colored, green eyed Kronador clings to the cliff face, it's claws driven deep into the cracks in the rock. It's hoof is also shoved part way into cracks, and the other one is on a ledge. It glares at us, then begins the climb, picking it's way up almost lazily, as if it knew that it had all the time in the world.
I squeal, and scramble up the cliff as fast as I can. I hear my sister dislodging pebbles and sand from the rocks, trying to slow our purser down. I scramble up onto a ledge, and my sister follows. We breathe heavily, and try to rest as well as we can, as we both know that I did not have much time to spare. We look down again, and see that the green eyed Kronador had been joined by a yellow eyed one, a little further down. Both seemed to climb with ease, and had thier gazes fixed on the pups.
I whimper again, and set to work, climbing the cliff. The softter stone up top crumbles under my claws, crreating even more pebbles, sharp and hard cutting into my paws. However, I keep going, and keep my eyes fixed on the cliff top. I imagine hot, rotten-smelling breath rolling down my back, and I push on. My young body cannot take too much though, and all too soon me and my sister are resting again. We peer down, and see a third Kronador leap out of the battle, and sink his claws into the cliff face with a bone-jarring thud. They seemed intent on getting us, and I realized that it would be 2 less possibly skilled warriors to deal with in the future.
And so, the climb continued feverishly, and by the time we got to the top of the cliff, I felt like I couldn't take another step. I collapsed right there, and foolishly thought we were safe when my sister joined me. However, soon, I felt a gust of hot breath on my tail and back, and I look over the edge, strait into a Kronador's green eyes. It was a whisker-length away from my tail, and I would have been pulled down to my doom that night, if I hadn't reacted so quickly. The face of the Kronador was the most terrifying thing I had ever seen, and I bolted for the trees, my sister hard on my paws. So much for the top being safe!I think miserably as I run, glancing back to see the Kronador pull itself over the edge, then shake it's head and begin to give chase. I no longer felt tired, and my whole body was filled to the brim with fear. Suddenly, my sister crashed into me, and we rolled down a slope, landing in a stream. I got up, then realized that my sister's mistake could just about save our lives. I look at the muddy banks, and an idea begins to form.
"Roll in the mud, hide your scent completely. Now" I growl, and plaster myself with mud, wrinkling my nose. My sister agrees, although her distaste shows plainly on her face. Then, I push her into the bushes, and wait. I see the Kronadors as dark shapes on the path we were following. They sniff the ground, and walk down the bank to the stream. Then, they snort and wade across to the other side. The Kronadors can't seem to pick up our scents again, and they look confused. Then, they turn, and head back to the cliff to rejoin the battle.
The rest of that night was uncomfortable and cold. We curl up under the bushes, and clean eachother off the best we can, between our tongues and short, anxious trips to the stream. Either way, we're soaked to the skin, and the chill of the night leaches the energy from our bones. However, the distant, horrifying sounds of the battle keep us, at least me, awake. The battle eventually, and the sun paints the sky with pink, purple, and gold. It seems that I only close my eyes for a second, then my sister is poking at me, urging me to get up. We wearily drag ourselves over to the cliff, and drop down onto a large ledge. I poke my nose over the side, and sniff the air, searching for our parents' scent. Kronadors, blood, and death, but no familiar scents. I droop, and I turn, slipping into a small cave, and fall asleep, my tail on my nose. After a while, my sister joins me.
We wait there, day after day, eating only the small insects, and butterbirds that we can catch. 7 days have passed, and our parents have not returned. On the 8th day, I see a group of WoI, tails dragging, noses down, carry 2 shapes into the stretch of grass, then bury them with dirt, then grass. The sun's rays peek ovewr the mountains, and to my horrification, I see the bodies of my parents, a bit mangled, but still reconisable. My sister had the same reaction, her eyes filled with tears. The group of WoI stand back, then turn, and leave. I wait to see if this is just a joke, that my parents would come running out of the forest to greet me and my sister. But a part of me turns away. My- our parents weren't coming back ever again.

All elements
Feathers
Trees
Both the moon and the sun
Jewels
Flowers
Stories


Dryness
Dust
Rotten things
Grass Seeds (Look, you don't want fivebillion seeds in YOUR fur do you?)
Hot breath on her back (refer to the story please)


That question is simple! As I'm sure all of my fellow contestants realize, this is a beautiful WoI, and everything about her calls Come get me! You know you want this! She is one of the most stunning WoI I have ever seen, and I promise to try to stay as active as my schedule allows me to. Oddly, normally I would have gone for Armina, but I felt more drawn to the diffrent shades of brown ontop of a beautiful white body. I happen to adore long-tailed WoI, and I really don't care that they're the most common kind. I like thier tails, and how they elegantly flow. Also, I have made it one of my goals to get a WoI, and I won't rest 'till I do. Of course, I don't go around trying for all the WoI, but usually they're so beautiful I just couldn't keep my silence. Well, I hope you understand. (And I AM NOT buttering you up to get a better chance...)



Attributes of Armor
-Flame colored plumes
-Dark metal, silver lining
-The gems are rubies, even though they are not her birthstones, Ariana still loves the red color
-Cloth, horns, and.... fur? on the armor are fire colored







This is Ariana and her sis Armina! :D


Wimpy pic, I know


New wimpy drawing!

My Promise
I, qwertypi303, promise to take care of Ariana. I promise to use her, and I'll try to be active. If I break my promise and you see no reason to let me keep Ariana, then you have the right to take her away/ban me/give me a strike or something.

[SplashofOrangeJuice]

(According to my time, this was last edited at 10:45 am - Saturday, March 9, 2013)

Username: SplashofOrangeJuice
Why I want her: I would love to have Ariana for quite a few reasons, I mean, who wouldn't want her? First of all, look at that face. Isn't that just the cutest thing ever? Her design is simply GORGEOUS. ♥ I adore the rustic tinting to her fur, as well as the complexity of the rusty brown and white blending together, with her smooth brown marble markings on top. Then to pull it all together she has deep purple eyes that really just pull you in and you can't stop loving her. It's a challenge to get her markings just right, but that's one of the reasons I enjoy her design so much - you have to put in a lot of time and effort in order to create beautiful art of her accurately. Secondly, she has a past with her sister. These two are like stars and space in my opinion, they just belong together. You can't separate them, and if they happen to be separated they will always find their way back to each other. If separated for too long, I feel they may become depressed, and that only enlarges their need for each other and that sisterly relationship/bond they share. And lastly, this may sound a bit cliché, but it's a bit like she's speaking to me. Whenever I look into those deep purple eyes of hers, I can't help but feel this urge to be with her. In my mind I can formulate everything about her from birth to teen years to adult, as if I've been there through it all or like I'm watching a narrative of her life. It all just fits together so perfectly, and she would be a very much loved addition to my charcter family.

Pup name: Ariana
Personality:

Shy/Timid:

Ariana is quite a shy pup as for now. Although a little bit of this timidness will stay with her throughout all her years, much of it will go away as she grows older into her teen years and adulthood. Being the shy pup she currently is though, she often seeks refuge from her older sister Armina, and tends to do many things second, such as her being the second pup born, always introduced to new friends after her sister, and once in training she'll wait for her sister to go first before attempting a challenge herself.
Curious:

Ariana has a very curious nature, and always has. Although she is quite timid as a pup when it comes to new acquaintances, she doesn't hesitate to attempt new things and explore a little bit. She is very curious of the world around her, all the critters and colors this life has to bring, and where they all come from. She is especially fond of things that fly and creatures that dwell underwater in their own separate world. As she grows older, you'll find her to be very curious of the history of WOI's, and curious about her past as well, including her parents. At times though she will become very frustrated with her curiosity because many of her questions will be unanswerable.
Innocently Harmful:

This trait may be a little hard to comprehend at first, so I'll do my best to explain it properly. Her way of being "innocently harmful" is really just what it sounds like when you get down to it. Caused by her curious nature, Ariana may often times hurt creatures that fascinate her, and many times too she will hurt someone she is very fond of, someone she cares deeply about. This can be seen in all stages of her life, from harming a fish as a pup by pulling it out of the water to admire its scales, or squishing a glowing insect to make "glow jewelry" on her arms. While in her teen years she is quite likely to harms the boys, inflicting pain on them when she loses her way and can't focus during her training, or even just breaking up with them, although she really means no harm. As an adult she may get into conflicts with her spouse, or fights with her sister, and she may even harm her children at some point when they do wrong, she would nip or yell at them as a form of discipline and hurt their feelings. In all these ways Ariana does not mean to hurt them, and sometimes may not even realize that she is harming whomever, therefore, she's "innocently harmful".
Independent - to an extent:

Ariana can be described as an independent pup, but it is not always this way. As a younger pup, she was very dependent upon her mother and father, and once they were gone she depended on her sister. Although her sister is only a few hours older than Ariana, she finds peace and comfort in her. She is much more independent once she grows older though, sometimes she may even despise her sister - but that only lasts for a day or so, a week at most. After ruining a relationship, Ariana will often confide in her sister for support, and this can even be seen in her adult years as well. She does just fine providing for herself as she ages, and will be just a capable once a family and that relationship comes into aspect. She often takes care of challenges and problems on her own, and her mind is constantly in motion so she hardly ever relaxes.
Caring:

Ariana cares about everyone, sometime though this can be a challenge. She has a strong love for just about everyone she meets, that is after she's come to know them. This will make dating a huge challenge in the future, for she has a hard time moving on from break-ups, and it is very difficult for her to break-up with an other WoI. Sometimes hunting may prove to be a struggle, more so in her younger years though because as she grows she comes to realize she need to hunt for her survival. Then, when battling the Kronodors, it actually comes quite easy to her. She can rip through them without hesitating if it means they will do harm to her or anyone she is close to.
Strong:

Although Ariana may seem weak, she is very tough and strong - in all aspects of the word. She is strong-willed and she wont ever back down. It will take some real persuasion to change her mind about something once she is set on it. In combat, she is strong and can take almost anything thrown at her. And with her relationships, they are all very strong. The most prevalent is her relationship with her sister Armina; they mean the world to each other and would do anything for one an other. Later, all of her relationships with boys will be fairly strong as well, weather they fail or not.
Fierce:

Ariana is a fierce competitor, against anyone who challenges her. She isn't one to boast, but she will most definitely not go down without a fight. Because of her fierceness, she finds it hard to stay calm at times, and this can hold her back from accomplishing more. Often times in her teen years, her fierceness will come out more so than other time because she is upset, and going through a lot of emotions. This is mostly directed at males who have harmed Armina or Ariana herself.
Passionate:

Throughout Ariana's life, her passion shows through. She is a passionate lover, caring deeply about everyone she's ever had a relationship with, past or present. She is also very passionate about defending her sister and later her family. She loves the thrill of the battle, and will strive to win every time. Ariana at this time is passionate about her relationship with her sister, and surviving without their parents, as well as discovering new things along the journey.

Birth date:
Febuary 3 - her sister is 12 hours older than her though through complications in labor.
Birthstone:
Amethyst - Inlaid on her armor
Zodiac:
Aquarius
Family:
Sister of Armina
Parents: Deceased/Unknown

Story/Histoy:

The Beginning ~
. . . . . Part 1 - Birth.
The she-wolf laid uncomfortably in a small den. It was not hers. It was the beginning of February, and a large winter storm was brewing. Hoping to find refuge, the she-wolf discovered a small den near the base of a large tree. Consequently, she was in labor. First, a small white and blue-gray pup emerged; painfully the mother was bearing though the aches of labor. She cleaned of her pup, but a rush of emotions soon washed over her. She was having a litter, but there were some complications - the she-wolf was not due to have her pups for two more weeks. Worried and exhausted the she-wolf dozed off while her first pup suckled milk. A frosty breeze was blowing in the den and it was going to be an unpleasant night.

When the she-wolf awoke in the morning, there was an ache in her back and the skin along her stomach had a sharp, irritated pain. As she opened her eyes, she remembered giving birth to one of her pups the night before. Not too long after her wake, did the contractions start again. She stifled whimpers as to not disturb her newborn, who was sleeping along the curve of her belly. Shortly, a smaller white pup appeared, although this one's markings were that of a rusty-brown coloration. Armina and Ariana would come to be their names, respectively, and what became of their mother is yet to be discovered.

. . . . .Part 2 - Wandering.
The morning light was bright. It was early dawn, and there was snow all around. It was falling in soft drifts, floating down in a seemingly peaceful way, although many despised its harsh coldness and this time of year. It was the morning of Ariana's 1st birthday in human years, making her roughly seven in canine years. She stretched and yawned, listening to the breathing of her mother and the heartbeat of her sister; a bird was chirping outside.. nature was singing its song. As Ariana got up onto her feet, she took a deep breath, this time of the year was her favorite. It was early dawn and so her sister and mother would not wake up for another hour or so, Ariana decided to take this time to absorb her world. She took a step outside of the den into the cool weather. Icicles had formed on the tree branches above her, and the sunrise glistened a vibrant reflection onto the snow below. It was idea to explore at this time of the day, before the sun rose completely, that was it would not be blinding as it reflects of the snow. The clouds hung lower than usual, there was quite the snow storm last night.

Ariana started heading east, the mouth of their den faces northeast. There was a wide expanse of snow in front of her for a long while, but she could she the forest ahead. Behind the forest laid purple mountains, all dusted with snow and shining in the early morning light. It had been about 12 minutes before she reached the forest, and there was a delay because she had to trudge through blankets of snow. Once inside the forest, she wandered deeper, and the thickness of the trees cradled the cold and snow above her, trapping what little heat there was within. Critters scampered and fluttered before her, and with the light of early dawn the world looked like a wholly new place full of adventure. The rays of sun cast reflections of iridescent colors on the trees around, they were reflection off of something in the distance. Curious, Ariana went to find the source of these patterns of light.

Wandering even father into the woods, Ariana discovered the object she was searching for. Half buried in the dirt was a chain, and attached was an oval shaped locket. Dusty and dirty, Ariana picked it up in her mouth and washed it with her tongue. She walked over to a tree stump and set it down. She studied it for a bit, it was quite the fascinating discovery. Engraved in the cover was an intricate pattern of swirls and little gemstones, opals, amethysts, diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, topazes, obsidians and more all dusted the silvery metal. It was old, from long before her time. She had heard tales, legends really, about how long ago humans once existed on this planet. They were tall and walked on two feet, and they had very very short fur all over, but it grew longer in other places such as their heads. She was told they had the same features, except they had much smaller noses, their ears grow on the side of their heads, they didn't have tails, and had long fingers, as well as thumbs. Ugly creatures, it no wonder they no longer exist. This necklace though, it must have been created by them. It was her little secret, she believed it to be her present from her ancestors for her birthday.

Looking it over once more, Ariana nudged it with her nose. Unexpectedly, it flew open with a "CLICK" and inside were engraved a few symbols. They looked, odd, almost tribal, and Ariana assumed they may have been acorn of communication. It read:


A.S. + A.D.
~
1984


It didn't seem to have an importance to her, but she liked the locket nonetheless. She closed it with a nudge, and slipped it around her neck. She had to find a safe place for it once she got home... But there was one minor problem.
Where was home?

. . . . .Part 3 - Lost.
Oh man. thought Ariana frustrated. How could she be so simple minded? She was lost, in the middle of a frosty forest, where trees and snow was all you could see all around. The sun was rising in the East and streaks of daylight were melting a few patches of snow on the ground. Ariana decided to start moving off towards the West, hoping to make it back home. Step by step she went, swirving around trees and ducking under branches, yet nothing looked familiar. She was absolutely lost, and she didn't know what to do. The stubbornness inside her promted her to keep moving forward, and so she did. Following her shadow she kept going West, and with every step she went a little farther from home. She howled and cried for her mother or sister, they should be awake by now and searching for her because she wasn't home. Ariana's paw prints she left in the snow would have been filled in by now, so they had nothing to go off of but pure motherly instinct. Hopefully they'd find her soon. The sun hit her locket and reflected more iridescent colors before her. Her eyes followed all patterns and rays, but this was something she didn't anticipate.

Dead ahead of her stood a baby Kronador, roughly the same age as Ariana. The light off the diamond shone right in its eye and caused it to make an awful screeching sound. Frightened, Ariana paused and didn't move. It was the first time she'd ever seen one before, but worse than seeing one - its mother was right behind him. Ariana wished her mother was here to save her... just then the young Kronador came racing towards Ariana. Before she knew it, Ariana was running out of the way as fast as she could. "MOM!" yelled Ariana, still dashing through the forest. Out of nowhere a bright light appeared before her, then it leaped over Ariana who was still running away. The clang of armour was heard behind her, and she halted to a stop. Turning around she realized what the light was - the shining sun upon her mother's armour. Ariana witnessed the vicious battle of mothers defending their young. She had never seen her mother like this before, and it was scaring her. The Kronador attacked her mother, and lashed at her side, gashing a wound in her left leg. Ariana's mother then attacked back and bite its throat, and the strength of her jaw scarred away the Kronadors.

Ariana's mother was very badly wounded when she turned to her daughters. "Girls, mommy is hurt," she whispered. "I need both of you to go back to the den, and don't get noticed by anyone. Okay?" "But, mommy," Ariana whimpered. "Where are you going? And why do we need to stay hidden?" As Ariana spoke, tears started to collect in her eyes. "No, no baby girl, there's no need to cry." Their mother moved closer and snuggled her children. "I love you both very much, please don't be scared. Our ancestors come from a large clan that lives here in Isket, they call themselves the Warriors of Isket. My great great great grandmother did something to ruin our connections with them, but no one in our family.know what. You two also have a father, and he is like me. We live on the outside, and struggle to survive. When I became pregnant with the two of you, he left. I don't know where he is.or what he's doing, for I haven't seen him since the day I told him of my pregnancy. He's handsome,but rouge and dangerous." They got their looks from him," she thought, as she recollected his memory. "I know this is a lot to take in at such a young age, but I must go and find help. I assure you, girls, that both of you will be safe at home. I found a hidden and secure den from many years ago, no Kronadors will find you there. And in the back I have supplied you with plenty of food, in case it takes me a long time to return. I will be back as soon as I can, but I don't know how long that will be." She turned to Ariana at this point and licked her face. "Now, now, no more tears dear. I will always be with you, here," she nudged Ariana's chest, "in your hearts." "I love you mommy," Ariana spoke quietly. "I love you too. I love both of you... Now run along, there isn't much time because I'm sure other enemies are on there way now! Go back to the den and stay hidden! I love you!" At that moment the she wolf stood up and nuzzled her girls once more. "Go" she whispered in their ears, and off they went, charging fast like rockets in the air. They could hear the grunt of Kronadors in the distance, over powering that sound was the rush of wind in their fur, and the clink of the chain.

Echoing in her mind, the words "Warriors of Isket" resounded in a chant.
I must rejoin them one day, and fix my family's mistake.

. . . . .Part 4 - I Have You, You Have Me.
. . . . .Part 5 - On Our Own.
/I may not have time to complete the other parts of the story before the end date. Please do not disqualify me for this, school has been such a hassle the past month, with so much studying and state standard tests./

Armour Design:

-Lines by Neara.
-The little loops are chain links- there are some single links throughout the armor, along the edges.
-The bridge/front of her helmet, is the shape of an arrow.
-Arrows are a strong theme throughout the armor.
-The mark of Rayo was placed on her back plate, near the shoulder and is the only unsymmetrical mark/design on her armor.
-There are 3 different types of metal used- tungsten, muntz metal, and inconel
-The purple spots/marks are amethysts embedded in her armor.
-The cloth is dyed purple to match the amethysts.
Artwork: (more should be added)


Drawn for me by Blitz

Drawn for me by Koiley

.

[ferriswheelsdayoff]

Username: CrazedWolf
Pup name:Ariana
Personality: She is quiet and reserved, but very creative. She rarely talks, but lets her actions speak for themselves.
Story/Histoy: She grew up, a pretty normal life, but was born a mute. Her parents thought her helpless, useless. They kept her under close guard until she wounded one of her guards. Then, she ran away, and found an adoptive family.
Armour Design: WIP, I need to take a picture of it.
Artwork: Wip as well.

[PollyPoos]

Username:
PollyPoos

Pup name:
Ariana

Personality:
Silent:
Ariana is silent toward most, not because she's shy but it's more of a keep to herself thing. She doesn't like to open up only because she has trust issues. This causes problems with her making friends since she always has the insecurity of the other back stabbing her. She will come out and state her opinion when needed though, especially when it's a debate about something.

Headstrong:
In other words it's her way or no way. She likes to be a leader it's hard to see her listening to another wolf unless they earn her respect. This can be a problem when she goes into a higher ranking knowing she has to listen to the leaders of the patrols. She doesn't mean to disrespect but since her and her sister were abandoned she tends to do whatever it takes to survive.

Independent:
Ariana likes to go on her own, since she was raised this way since the split. She can stand her sister tagging along but if anyone else tries to help her she gets a little irritated. She loves to figure out things on her own and doesn't need a male by her side to protect her. She has easily learned how to hide from enemies and how to scavenge for food.

Kind-hearted:
Despite Ariana's hard shell, she actually has an extreme soft side that only a few see. She hates seeing things in pain, especially other Warriors. It may not be physical pain but emotional pain, which she's learned to sit and listen to others troubles. She can't stand her sister being in pain, it's almost as if she can feel it too...it is the only family she has left anyways.

Sassy:
That's one thing about every female has is a whole load of sass. Unfortunately for any male that crosses her path, they ran into the most sarcastic and attitude-filled female. She usually isn't too bad unless one of the Warriors gets annoying or is acting dumb. She will especially show it toward males that just want a fling then run to the next gal in line. If you don't want this chick to be sassy then you need to keep your cool and play hard to get.

Sensitive:
Ariana has had a hard time forgetting her past which makes her extremely sensitive and unable to actually show this emotion. She usually runs off if she feels she's about to cry or takes something the wrong way. She hates that she's sensitive so she tries to put on this hard shell act that someone close may be able to crack and find her true self.

Romantic:
Hard to see her as a romance type isn't it? Once you're able to actually spend time and get to know her, she loves to have crushes and romance. Her sassy side is actually a test to see if you're actually willing to do anything to get her. She actually only allows the most eager and hard-headed males that won't give up on her to actually get close with her. Her sister is the only one that knows about this side of Ariana since she is around Ariana pretty much all the time.

Story/Histoy:
(Told in first person)
The Day We Split:
"What're we gonna do today Pa?" I remembered saying to my father as I looked up trying to identify his face from the blinding sun. He chuckled looking down into my eyes, "You're going to learn how to defend yourself, easy right?" He asked a small smirk as I noticed a small glance from the bottom of his eye. I could feel my tail wag a little, I was ready for this moment. I was only a couple months at the time...but boy did I have spirit. We went to a clearing in the tall grass where most of the older pups were taught how to fight and protect our land. My father stood in the clearing with me, a couple boulders were scattered with targets on them. "You must learn how to hide efficiently, that is the key to defending yourself from the enemy. I will be the enemy, you must hide and stay hidden and quiet till I tell you, understand?" He was serious now. His eyes were just like my sisters, she was the lucky one I had mother's eyes the deep blue and purple. I nodded slowly, sitting on the ground till my father was behind the tall grass. He made no sound, so nimble on his feet, all I heard was his hoarse whisper say "Go!" I quietly ran behind a rock curling myself up and laying my ears flat. I listened knowing that was the only thing on my side right now, other than my smell. I could hear his weight transferring from paw to paw, his breathing slow and calm. The next thing I know I hear him jump upon a boulder next to mine, making my muscles tighten with nervousness. I heard a soft laugh coming from my father, "You did good, but I will find you." He exclaimed. I could hear the smile in his voice. "Did I ever tell you that I know about your secret? The one about how you tried convincing your sister she was adopted?" He still had the smile in his voice. I let out a small giggle remembering the moment, knowing my mistake I placed my paws over my mouth. "Ariana...Ariana get to your sister as fast as you can! NOW!!!" He ordered his soft voice becoming harsh. I came out from my hiding spot looking out seeing a small fire out by our dens. I ran as fast as I could toward where the pups played, knowing my sister would be with the rest. My father ran the other direction to where the adults would be discussing important things that father said 'pups wouldn't understand'. I saw my sister she was in a state of shock I knew I had to get her out of here no matter what it took. "Ariana what about mom and dad?" She asked with a worried voice. I could feel the tears in my eyes, "Come on we don have much time lets go!" I ordered as we ran together into the big forest. I couldn't see, tears made my eyes blurry as I tried not to look back at my home...and my family. My sister was beside me not allowing herself to slow down and be engulfed by the fire. We ran till we couldn't feel the pads of our feet, finally stopping next to a huge tree that wasn't any different from the rest. "Ari...what if they don't find us?" My sister asked her eyes hopeful for a positive answer. I couldn't let her get hurt, "Dad isn't like that, he won't stop searching for us till he finds us and takes us back home. It may not be right now but later on he will find us no matter what it takes!" I told her almost like I wanted to make myself believe. It was dark, predators would be out to feed soon. I had to hide ourselves if we wanted to survive for more than just he night. "Listen to me, we got to be strong now. We must be quiet and hide if we want to sleep without being food tonight." I explained to my panicked sister. I walked over to a fallen log digging a hole big enough for both of us to fit in without being too noticeable. "Come on let's sleep, hopefully they'll find us tomorrow." I sighed as she cuddled close to my side. I felt vulnerable and frightened, scared of what the night will bring. I shook my head from the thoughts of the creatures dad warned us about finding us and started thinking of a better place. A quiet voice made me escape from my dreams, "I-I love you Ariana." I heard my sister whisper sleepily. I smirked, "I love you too." I whispered before going to sleep.

Next Day; We're Found!:
"ARIANA!" A scream woke me from my sleep as I got out from the hole. My sister was shaking and staring off, I ran to her side standing protectively next to her. "What-What happened?" I asked as my fur stood up on almost every inch of my body. "It was like those creatures that dad was talking about! But-but there were our kinds after it! They were in armor!" She explained to me, I smiled knowing this was just a tall tale. "Father said there isn't any other of our kind but the ones in our pack. You know that!" I told her shaking my head with a small laugh. Her eyes wandered from me to something behind me, "T-Told ya Ari..." She whispered a small smile showing. I placed my ears against my head and there stood a huge wolf standing over us. "Shouldn't you be back with the other pups?" The wolf was male by his voice. I looked at him with awe, he was wearing armor just like my sister said! "Here let me lead you back to Day Care." His chestnut colored coat glimmered under the armor. We followed him as he walked in front of us looking from side to side. "Sir, what's your name?" My sister asked with a huge smile on her face. I rolled my eyes, mother always taught us to not talk to strangers but of course when does she listen? The male chuckled, "Boaz little miss." He smiled, at least he was friendly. She looked ahead seeing a place not familiar with the two of us. "Mr.Boaz thanks for saving us! You're a hero!" She laughed looking back up at him. He smiled looking down at her, "You're making me blush." He joked making my sister giggle. We finally reached the place with a huge entrance, "Stay here I need to talk to the boss's gal." He explained as we sat outside looking at the opening to the place that seemed like a Den. We were finally saved from the creatures of the night...and worst of all loneliness.

Introductions:
I sat waiting for our friendly hero to come back out, I looked inside it seemed warm and comfortable inside. Boaz appeared, making me stand so I didn't seem so small compared to his height. "They said you can stay, I would go introduce myself to the other puppies. They always get so excited when newcomers are found." He explained in a joyful voice trying to cheer us up. My sister smiled her eyes gleaming with delight that we weren't the only 'orphans' to come into their pack. I looked at my paws, what was I supposed to do? Gain friends and risk having them vanish like my parents did? Or stay alone, watching as my sister has fun with the others and gain their trust? I looked back up realizing the chestnut colored male was still watching me, obviously he knew something was wrong. I didn't follow my sister to introduce myself to the other puppies of the group, I was still in shock from my experience the other day. I wanted to go back home, see if the others were still alive and waiting for us to come back. It was a foolish thought, they would've searched for us and found us by now. I turned and started to walk away, thankful he didn't follow me to constantly question what the matter was. Tears were filled in my eyes once again, as I walked off alone I let my head fill with memories of the past. I wasn't sure if I was ready for my new life with this pack, but I knew I had to be thankful that they allowed my sister and I to stay with them. I gently pushed a pebble with my paw as I walked, I wanted to nestle close with my mother again...wrestle with my father again. Everything I knew that was home to me...was gone.


Armour Design:
Updated Armor

Artwork:
Gaze of a Warrior
Warrior Stance
Butterbird Sighting