|What is AoW?|
Army of Wolves, or AoW for short, is a group dedicated to canine art and photography. Giving all canine predators a voice in our society is also a main priority.
Who/what are we against?
We are against the killing of wolves and other canines. We're against the buying and selling of fur, taxidermy, and the exploitation of wildlife.
Does AoW accept art from its members?
Yes, AoW accepts art from members that do canine art (wolves, coyotes, dogs, foxes, etc.). Also, art that stands up for wolves and/or other canines being wrongfully killed is greatly appreciated!
When was AoW established?
AoW became a deviant profile on December 13, 2008. On December 31st, 2009, AoW became an official devaintART Group.
On November 10, 2011, AoW reached 1000 members.
Absolutely NO taxidermists or fur "artists". NO pelts or corpses of animals are allowed in our gallery.
NO offensive material towards wolves or other canines.
NO spamming or trolls. If you are a troll, you will be reported.
The highest ranking a member can be is Contributor. No one can be Co-Founder except for UrosWolf, who helped found the group.
The art submission limit is now 3 deviations per deviant per day.
NO extreme wolfaboos, or wolf-haters allowed.
NO fetishes such as vore, bondage, scat, etc.
If you join, you will be at least 75.2412534% more awesome.
CH 6, Confrontation“Alright, we're almost there,” a voice whispered in the night. “Just a bit closer.”CH 6, Confrontation by Spectra-Sky
Sin and Bless were led by Leaf as she guided them to the stronghold, their paws were itchy with unease. The Blood Army, despite being almost stripped of any magical power aside from the alpha; Willow, and a few other soldiers in the Army – they were still hostile, sly and powerful. Leaf had explained to the group that any wolf that doesn't hold any sort of devotion to the Blood Army would instantly be exiled, or worse, sentenced to death.
“We have to plan this very carefully.” Leaf growled, “One mistake and it's all over.”
Fang nodded eagerly, then asked, “So, how shall we do it?”
Bless paused in thought and then suggested, “I think that Sin and I should be guided by Oliver. He can take us to the alpha and explain that he found us in the mountain close by.”
“Can't be too close,” Oliver commented, “Willow woul
The Runaway PrinceThe Runaway Prince by LamoniWolf
Large paws silently padded through the darkness of a cave. The wolf perked his ears to the soft and muffled sounds of small whimpers. The sounds made the wolf quicken his steps. Soon, the tunnel opened into a cave. The wolf laid eyes on his mate who smiled back at him.
She reached out to nuzzle the fur on his neck in a loving greeting. "I had only one. It is a healthy male." The female said, turning her nose to point at the squirming pup against her belly.
The male wolf's tail began to wag at the sight. He moved to lie down beside the tiny pup. The pup had golden yellow fur like his own and a white underbelly like his mother's. A thick strip of black fur separated the gold fur from the white.
"Have you named him yet?" The proud father asked, gently nosing his pup toward the source of milk he was sniffing for.
The she wolf nodded. "His name is Arjenento."
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