September 2014 Discussion Thread

[Metallic Dragon]

Well, I wasn't going to write a story for the pup stage(or at all, but when in Rome xD), but then I realized that if I try to throw this down all at once when she grows, ya'll are gonna be overwhelmed when she finally grows up(I have no idea when that's gonna be so I'll just post the first half of her story now).
So, without further ado, meet Fifi.

She did not remember what her mother looked like, though the matron said she was beautiful. The pup glanced back at the orphanage once more before continuing her mad dash away from the cold stone walls that had held her for as long as she could remember. The air was chill as it crept through the thin and ragged fabric of the tunic she'd borrowed from one of the other orphans before sneaking out the window and squeezing herself through a hole in the wall surrounding the old building.
She could not say how long she had been planning her escape from the orphanage, nor how long she had been considering going on a search for her family. The matron had told her many times in the past that she was alone in this world, she had no family and that is why she was at the orphanage to begin with. What a bleak outlook, the pup thought as she bowed her head against a sudden gust of wind.

Weeks passed, finding the young orphan curled shivering beneath a pile of fallen leaves draped in snow. Her blue eyes filled with tears as her tiny body shook with thick, painful coughs. She pulled her tunic tighter around her body, wishing she had a longer tail that she could use to cover her frozen nose. Someone passed through the alleyway where the pup lay, turning up their nose and pulling their thick jacket up against the cold when they saw her pleading eyes looking their way.
"P-please sir... I'm so c-cold... and h-hungry..." She rasped after him, knowing already that he would not stop to help the ailing orphan. She was correct and he hardly hesitated at the sound of her voice before he sped up and turned the corner. Once more the tears began to flow down her cheeks as her head dropped back to her paws hopelessly. I'm going to die. Right here in this alley. And not one soul will care.
She sucked in another painful breath, coughing once more as her lungs tried to clear themselves of the fluid from the pneumonia that was slowly consuming her. Her eyes drooped closed as she willed the cold to finally stop her breath so she could go to be with her mother in heaven.
~~~~~
The brisk winter air gave Walter Henrickson chills all the way to his aching old bones as he walked down the street, taking in the beauty of the freshly fallen snow while contemplating how much his life had changed since his wife had died several months earlier. She had meant the world to him and with Christmas fast approaching he felt extremely lonely without her there to share in the holiday spirit.
As he walked, he suddenly felt drawn off the main street and toward one of the alleyways. Normally he'd have ignored the feeling and walked on, but he was in no hurry this morning and figured that a detour wouldn't inconvenience him too much. However, as he approached the alley, a sense of urgency suddenly overcame him and he found himself breaking into a hobbled run.
As he entered the alley, he immediately knew something was very wrong. The smell of illness hung in the air and he could hear someone gasping for breath close by. He squinted against the shadows, willing his eyes to adjust to the darker area faster so he could see who was there.
When his old eyes finally focused and he spotted the ragged purple-grey pup lying unconscious half-buried in a pile of wet leaves, his heart broke. He quickly pulled his jacket off and scooped the pup into, wrapping it tightly around her soaked and shivering body. One of her eyes opened partially and her body spasmed as she fell into a coughing fit. Once it passed, her eye attempted to focus on his face, "Mo....mmy?" The pup gasped quietly before her head lolled back and she fell unconscious once more.
Tears blurred Walter's vision as he carried the pup out of the alley, it was clear to him that this pup was an orphan by her unkempt appearance. "Don't you worry little one, I'll get you help. You're not alone anymore. I promise."

[MP3 iPod]

^^ So Beautiful

[luisa]

Beautiful story.

[Kittehhcat]

Beautiful story.

I agree.

You can make it Fifi! XD

[GwendolynAngel83]

Well, I wasn't going to write a story for the pup stage(or at all, but when in Rome xD), but then I realized that if I try to throw this down all at once when she grows, ya'll are gonna be overwhelmed when she finally grows up(I have no idea when that's gonna be so I'll just post the first half of her story now).
So, without further ado, meet Fifi.

She did not remember what her mother looked like, though the matron said she was beautiful. The pup glanced back at the orphanage once more before continuing her mad dash away from the cold stone walls that had held her for as long as she could remember. The air was chill as it crept through the thin and ragged fabric of the tunic she'd borrowed from one of the other orphans before sneaking out the window and squeezing herself through a hole in the wall surrounding the old building.
She could not say how long she had been planning her escape from the orphanage, nor how long she had been considering going on a search for her family. The matron had told her many times in the past that she was alone in this world, she had no family and that is why she was at the orphanage to begin with. What a bleak outlook, the pup thought as she bowed her head against a sudden gust of wind.

Weeks passed, finding the young orphan curled shivering beneath a pile of fallen leaves draped in snow. Her blue eyes filled with tears as her tiny body shook with thick, painful coughs. She pulled her tunic tighter around her body, wishing she had a longer tail that she could use to cover her frozen nose. Someone passed through the alleyway where the pup lay, turning up their nose and pulling their thick jacket up against the cold when they saw her pleading eyes looking their way.
"P-please sir... I'm so c-cold... and h-hungry..." She rasped after him, knowing already that he would not stop to help the ailing orphan. She was correct and he hardly hesitated at the sound of her voice before he sped up and turned the corner. Once more the tears began to flow down her cheeks as her head dropped back to her paws hopelessly. I'm going to die. Right here in this alley. And not one soul will care.
She sucked in another painful breath, coughing once more as her lungs tried to clear themselves of the fluid from the pneumonia that was slowly consuming her. Her eyes drooped closed as she willed the cold to finally stop her breath so she could go to be with her mother in heaven.
~~~~~
The brisk winter air gave Walter Henrickson chills all the way to his aching old bones as he walked down the street, taking in the beauty of the freshly fallen snow while contemplating how much his life had changed since his wife had died several months earlier. She had meant the world to him and with Christmas fast approaching he felt extremely lonely without her there to share in the holiday spirit.
As he walked, he suddenly felt drawn off the main street and toward one of the alleyways. Normally he'd have ignored the feeling and walked on, but he was in no hurry this morning and figured that a detour wouldn't inconvenience him too much. However, as he approached the alley, a sense of urgency suddenly overcame him and he found himself breaking into a hobbled run.
As he entered the alley, he immediately knew something was very wrong. The smell of illness hung in the air and he could hear someone gasping for breath close by. He squinted against the shadows, willing his eyes to adjust to the darker area faster so he could see who was there.
When his old eyes finally focused and he spotted the ragged purple-grey pup lying unconscious half-buried in a pile of wet leaves, his heart broke. He quickly pulled his jacket off and scooped the pup into, wrapping it tightly around her soaked and shivering body. One of her eyes opened partially and her body spasmed as she fell into a coughing fit. Once it passed, her eye attempted to focus on his face, "Mo....mmy?" The pup gasped quietly before her head lolled back and she fell unconscious once more.
Tears blurred Walter's vision as he carried the pup out of the alley, it was clear to him that this pup was an orphan by her unkempt appearance. "Don't you worry little one, I'll get you help. You're not alone anymore. I promise."

So sweet!

[Saphiric]

Mother B, sat by her baby B and made her happy before sleep!

This was a dream growth! I love her!

[GreatWhiteDragon_1]

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Is there a recent post that includes all currently claimed pets along with their names?

Yoyce's is the only official one that is updated each time that a pup is claimed. It has the hints, owner of hints, etc in it and is actually quite good.

[ⓒⓞⓝⓣⓡⓐⓑⓐⓢⓢ]

Well, I wasn't going to write a story for the pup stage(or at all, but when in Rome xD), but then I realized that if I try to throw this down all at once when she grows, ya'll are gonna be overwhelmed when she finally grows up(I have no idea when that's gonna be so I'll just post the first half of her story now).
So, without further ado, meet Fifi.

She did not remember what her mother looked like, though the matron said she was beautiful. The pup glanced back at the orphanage once more before continuing her mad dash away from the cold stone walls that had held her for as long as she could remember. The air was chill as it crept through the thin and ragged fabric of the tunic she'd borrowed from one of the other orphans before sneaking out the window and squeezing herself through a hole in the wall surrounding the old building.
She could not say how long she had been planning her escape from the orphanage, nor how long she had been considering going on a search for her family. The matron had told her many times in the past that she was alone in this world, she had no family and that is why she was at the orphanage to begin with. What a bleak outlook, the pup thought as she bowed her head against a sudden gust of wind.

Weeks passed, finding the young orphan curled shivering beneath a pile of fallen leaves draped in snow. Her blue eyes filled with tears as her tiny body shook with thick, painful coughs. She pulled her tunic tighter around her body, wishing she had a longer tail that she could use to cover her frozen nose. Someone passed through the alleyway where the pup lay, turning up their nose and pulling their thick jacket up against the cold when they saw her pleading eyes looking their way.
"P-please sir... I'm so c-cold... and h-hungry..." She rasped after him, knowing already that he would not stop to help the ailing orphan. She was correct and he hardly hesitated at the sound of her voice before he sped up and turned the corner. Once more the tears began to flow down her cheeks as her head dropped back to her paws hopelessly. I'm going to die. Right here in this alley. And not one soul will care.
She sucked in another painful breath, coughing once more as her lungs tried to clear themselves of the fluid from the pneumonia that was slowly consuming her. Her eyes drooped closed as she willed the cold to finally stop her breath so she could go to be with her mother in heaven.
~~~~~
The brisk winter air gave Walter Henrickson chills all the way to his aching old bones as he walked down the street, taking in the beauty of the freshly fallen snow while contemplating how much his life had changed since his wife had died several months earlier. She had meant the world to him and with Christmas fast approaching he felt extremely lonely without her there to share in the holiday spirit.
As he walked, he suddenly felt drawn off the main street and toward one of the alleyways. Normally he'd have ignored the feeling and walked on, but he was in no hurry this morning and figured that a detour wouldn't inconvenience him too much. However, as he approached the alley, a sense of urgency suddenly overcame him and he found himself breaking into a hobbled run.
As he entered the alley, he immediately knew something was very wrong. The smell of illness hung in the air and he could hear someone gasping for breath close by. He squinted against the shadows, willing his eyes to adjust to the darker area faster so he could see who was there.
When his old eyes finally focused and he spotted the ragged purple-grey pup lying unconscious half-buried in a pile of wet leaves, his heart broke. He quickly pulled his jacket off and scooped the pup into, wrapping it tightly around her soaked and shivering body. One of her eyes opened partially and her body spasmed as she fell into a coughing fit. Once it passed, her eye attempted to focus on his face, "Mo....mmy?" The pup gasped quietly before her head lolled back and she fell unconscious once more.
Tears blurred Walter's vision as he carried the pup out of the alley, it was clear to him that this pup was an orphan by her unkempt appearance. "Don't you worry little one, I'll get you help. You're not alone anymore. I promise."

and i just died
/cries/

[Starlight Angel]

Does anyone have a list of the staff pup names? Thankies!

[sfts]

Finally! After three days of missing the fluffy rat growth, I got one! I hope there are lots more outcomes left because I still have nine newborns (all original adopts).

Now back to your regularly scheduled staff litter discussion...