Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[FeatherTail]

Please help me choose a mate for her. One of these:

[Rynn Zekio Zusha]

Please help me choose a mate for her. One of these:

Colour wise I'd go for the blue, I really dislike green with purple... I base most of my pairings by what colours go nicely together ^_^
~RZZ

[Mountain Wolf]

Please help me choose a mate for her. One of these:

Colour wise I'd go for the blue, I really dislike green with purple... I base most of my pairings by what colours go nicely together ^_^
~RZZ

yeah i'd go with the blue one as well

here's a new pair that i made with my 2 pets, Tails & Roxy:

[Rynn Zekio Zusha]

yeah i'd go with the blue one as well

here's a new pair that i made with my 2 pets, Tails & Roxy:

Watermelon colours do go nicely, and they have similiar eyes
~RZZ

[Selcouth]

Yasen [♂] .&&. Itsuki [♂] .&&. Silvius [♂]
{Bringers of the Wintertide... More or less.}
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It was wet, dreary, and overcast. Snow crunched under foot hoof, and Itsuki thought a string of curses. He would have said them, had this been under different circumstances; but it's a well accepted fact that qilins do not posses the necessary human-like vocal chords to do so.

He bayed out the closest thing he could get to an explicative, and stomped his hoof in the snow.

There were three men out in the forest that night; An ex-tree dryad named Yasen, and two former Fae, Itsuki and Silivus. The lattermost man caught his meaning and smirked the best a buck could smirk, falling behind to walk along side his irate comrade. Their ringleader pranced cheerfully onwards, several yards ahead of them.

"Having fun, Itsuki?"

The qilin snorted. The language between deer-kind was unsurprisingly simple, and finding words {or what passed for them} to be an unsuitable response, he thawped the buck with a vine hanging from one of his four antlers. The big man just laughed it off- he probably didn't even feel it. As a Fae and as a transmuted reindeer, Silivus was surprisingly large and bulky. He worked for the Queen as a guard; until, of course, the winter-turn; and his build was practically considered part of the job description.

Itsuki turned his attention to the man in front- the dryad had a habit of vanishing when it was least convenient, and he really didn't want to have to explain why they had lost him and left half of the forest still blooming. Again. But the leafy-haired idiot remained innocently on track, whistling some tuneless song and skipping. Itsuki rolled his large, deer-like eyes.

'It's not fair', he thought, watching the man as he bent down to send a rose bush into hibernation {and shivering as its previous summer-life bled into him, wincing when his coat got a fraction more vivid}, little stub of a yellow-green tail wagging with what he assumed was happiness, 'why does he get to keep part of his normal body?'

He supposed the best way to describe Yasen at the moment was a "satyr"; if only for one major flaw in that plan. He hadn't the legs of a goat, rather, those of a deer. A fawn, perhaps; thin and reedy, but still able to easily support the man atop them, bare-chested apart from a large golden scarf around his neck. Itsuki wondered how he didn't freeze like that, but he supposed the furry legs would help. Qilins didn't have much hair, and none at all in certain spots.

"Itsu!" Speak of the devil; Yasen turned 'round and beckoned the two beasts over, one arm around a wilting tree. "Come collect the life from this one, would you?"
It's pretty obvious that the tree wouldn't make it through the winter, but Itsuki still felt a pang of guilt as he strolled over and cut its fading life short with the touch of his white antlers. His other two companions didn't seem to feel a thing. Yasen pat his scaly head.

Itsuki didn't do much during these trips, but his presence was vitally important nonetheless. He was a retainer of life, a direct result of the forest's energy merging together and sending out a part of itself to mingle amongst Fae-kind. He held the forest's life all throughout winter; and with each plant down, he got a little brighter, a little more visible amongst the snow. He thought it a rather stupid deal- why make the retainer of life visible, and therefor much more easily hunted? But he supposed that was Silivus' duty; he had sworn to protect the forest at all costs, and at the moment, that meant Itsuki and Itsuki alone.

Yasen was just a bored dryad willing to do the odd job. He brought sleep to the plants and made a list of what-life-goes-to-what; A necessary precaution, so Itsuki didn't have a repeat of his fifth year, and give a clover the life of a spruce.

That was a bad year.

Still, he couldn't really do without the man, flighty as he was. This seemed to be his one and only talent- never being the tallest tree that year, never flourishing quite as nicely, never really providing the right amount of shade in the right places. It just seemed like he wasn't meant to be a dryad. But still, Her Majesty seemed to take pity on him, giving him the job every year without fail.

Itsuki got to know him fairly well, and one thing he noticed straight off the bat was that he seemed to be a magnet for trouble.

A guttural, sleepy-sounding roar shook his thin qilin-bones, and his companions slowly turned around to stare behind him. Moments later, the culprit arrived; a grizzly bear, with her eyes slanted in evidence of her interrupted hibernation. They looked at each other for a short time.

"...Silivus?" Yasen whispered. Silivus nudged him with a tan hoof; "can I ride on your back when we run away?"

He nodded.

Seconds after the Fawn climbed upon his back, they were racing through the forest at break-neck speed; grumpy grizzly in tow. Yasen had the good sense to cast sleeping spells as they rode past rows of forest, leaving trails of dormant flowers in their wake.
Itsuki, being the slower of the two deer, was being tugged onwards by a vine wrapped around his antler- Not that he needed much incentive; the bear's claws nearly caught his ankle just a moment ago, and the resulting flow of plant life and terror was definitely helping.

After much twisting and turning, they managed to loose their pursuer. The qilin doubled over and flopped in the snow as soon as it was declared safe- Silivus was hardly breathing any faster than usual, and Yasen was laughing as he dismounted, careful of his deer-legs.

"That was fun! And look how many plants we went through! Oh, we should do that more often!"

Itsuki, still half-buried in the frost, kicked a charcoal hoof in the laughing Fawn's general direction, missing by a good two feet. He laughed harder.

Silivus' warm snout nudged him in the thigh; which he assumed to mean something like, "Get up, pretty boy, we have work to do." And when he rolled over, he noticed Yasen peering over the reindeer's antlers; with a little white bird perched snugly in his own. He blinked at him.

Gesturing towards the dryad's head, tilted in confusion and smiling with no little amount of amusement, he tried to convey "why the hell is there a bird on you?"... And failed to do so. Cursing the language barrier and frustrated with the dryad's apparent obliviousness, he snorted and rolled onto his feet, shaking off the snow.

Yasen looked down and met Silivus' eyes. The buck clicked. Realization dawned on the dryad's face. {Itsuki stared in blatant disbelief.}

"His tree is dying, and he won't have a home for much longer... So I've decided to keep him!" Plucking the fluffy white bird from it's impromptu nest, he extended it to the qilin for observation. It looked up at his large, horse-like face with beady black eyes and, finding him uninteresting, preened its feathers.

This was going to be a long night.
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I hardly ever, ever write characters as animals; but this wouldn't leave me alone! XD" It's challenging~

[azalea]

and
[[ Hyotori ♀ ]] {{♥}} [[ Hiryuu ♂]]

Ice bird screaming
Echoes in the mind
A maze that has no end
Caged freedom is worth nothing
Ice bird weeping
Loneliness withers her
Feathers glistening
Pearly tears shining
The calls of a lost soul

Fire Dragon roaring
Ice melts to life
His warmth is forever
Burning strength of the sun
He who saves the dying Ice
He who breaks the cage of sorrows

Fire and Ice
Circling each other endlessly
Fighting for power
Endless strife to each other
Hatred burning through their hearts
Fire and Ice
Circling each other eternally
Balance the delicate world
Passionate and Tempermental
Delicate and Stubborn
Completing each other
Denying love at all costs
Only to fall into the trap again

[Alina_Mau]

Yasen [♂] .&&. Itsuki [♂] .&&. Silvius [♂]
{Bringers of the Wintertide... More or less.}
------
It was wet, dreary, and overcast. Snow crunched under foot hoof, and Itsuki thought a string of curses. He would have said them, had this been under different circumstances; but it's a well accepted fact that qilins do not posses the necessary human-like vocal chords to do so.

He bayed out the closest thing he could get to an explicative, and stomped his hoof in the snow.

There were three men out in the forest that night; An ex-tree dryad named Yasen, and two former Fae, Itsuki and Silivus. The lattermost man caught his meaning and smirked the best a buck could smirk, falling behind to walk along side his irate comrade. Their ringleader pranced cheerfully onwards, several yards ahead of them.

"Having fun, Itsuki?"

The qilin snorted. The language between deer-kind was unsurprisingly simple, and finding words {or what passed for them} to be an unsuitable response, he thawped the buck with a vine hanging from one of his four antlers. The big man just laughed it off- he probably didn't even feel it. As a Fae and as a transmuted reindeer, Silivus was surprisingly large and bulky. He worked for the Queen as a guard; until, of course, the winter-turn; and his build was practically considered part of the job description.

Itsuki turned his attention to the man in front- the dryad had a habit of vanishing when it was least convenient, and he really didn't want to have to explain why they had lost him and left half of the forest still blooming. Again. But the leafy-haired idiot remained innocently on track, whistling some tuneless song and skipping. Itsuki rolled his large, deer-like eyes.

'It's not fair', he thought, watching the man as he bent down to send a rose bush into hibernation {and shivering as its previous summer-life bled into him, wincing when his coat got a fraction more vivid}, little stub of a yellow-green tail wagging with what he assumed was happiness, 'why does he get to keep part of his normal body?'

He supposed the best way to describe Yasen at the moment was a "satyr"; if only for one major flaw in that plan. He hadn't the legs of a goat, rather, those of a deer. A fawn, perhaps; thin and reedy, but still able to easily support the man atop them, bare-chested apart from a large golden scarf around his neck. Itsuki wondered how he didn't freeze like that, but he supposed the furry legs would help. Qilins didn't have much hair, and none at all in certain spots.

"Itsu!" Speak of the devil; Yasen turned 'round and beckoned the two beasts over, one arm around a wilting tree. "Come collect the life from this one, would you?"
It's pretty obvious that the tree wouldn't make it through the winter, but Itsuki still felt a pang of guilt as he strolled over and cut its fading life short with the touch of his white antlers. His other two companions didn't seem to feel a thing. Yasen pat his scaly head.

Itsuki didn't do much during these trips, but his presence was vitally important nonetheless. He was a retainer of life, a direct result of the forest's energy merging together and sending out a part of itself to mingle amongst Fae-kind. He held the forest's life all throughout winter; and with each plant down, he got a little brighter, a little more visible amongst the snow. He thought it a rather stupid deal- why make the retainer of life visible, and therefor much more easily hunted? But he supposed that was Silivus' duty; he had sworn to protect the forest at all costs, and at the moment, that meant Itsuki and Itsuki alone.

Yasen was just a bored dryad willing to do the odd job. He brought sleep to the plants and made a list of what-life-goes-to-what; A necessary precaution, so Itsuki didn't have a repeat of his fifth year, and give a clover the life of a spruce.

That was a bad year.

Still, he couldn't really do without the man, flighty as he was. This seemed to be his one and only talent- never being the tallest tree that year, never flourishing quite as nicely, never really providing the right amount of shade in the right places. It just seemed like he wasn't meant to be a dryad. But still, Her Majesty seemed to take pity on him, giving him the job every year without fail.

Itsuki got to know him fairly well, and one thing he noticed straight off the bat was that he seemed to be a magnet for trouble.

A guttural, sleepy-sounding roar shook his thin qilin-bones, and his companions slowly turned around to stare behind him. Moments later, the culprit arrived; a grizzly bear, with her eyes slanted in evidence of her interrupted hibernation. They looked at each other for a short time.

"...Silivus?" Yasen whispered. Silivus nudged him with a tan hoof; "can I ride on your back when we run away?"

He nodded.

Seconds after the Fawn climbed upon his back, they were racing through the forest at break-neck speed; grumpy grizzly in tow. Yasen had the good sense to cast sleeping spells as they rode past rows of forest, leaving trails of dormant flowers in their wake.
Itsuki, being the slower of the two deer, was being tugged onwards by a vine wrapped around his antler- Not that he needed much incentive; the bear's claws nearly caught his ankle just a moment ago, and the resulting flow of plant life and terror was definitely helping.

After much twisting and turning, they managed to loose their pursuer. The qilin doubled over and flopped in the snow as soon as it was declared safe- Silivus was hardly breathing any faster than usual, and Yasen was laughing as he dismounted, careful of his deer-legs.

"That was fun! And look how many plants we went through! Oh, we should do that more often!"

Itsuki, still half-buried in the frost, kicked a charcoal hoof in the laughing Fawn's general direction, missing by a good two feet. He laughed harder.

Silivus' warm snout nudged him in the thigh; which he assumed to mean something like, "Get up, pretty boy, we have work to do." And when he rolled over, he noticed Yasen peering over the reindeer's antlers; with a little white bird perched snugly in his own. He blinked at him.

Gesturing towards the dryad's head, tilted in confusion and smiling with no little amount of amusement, he tried to convey "why the hell is there a bird on you?"... And failed to do so. Cursing the language barrier and frustrated with the dryad's apparent obliviousness, he snorted and rolled onto his feet, shaking off the snow.

Yasen looked down and met Silivus' eyes. The buck clicked. Realization dawned on the dryad's face. {Itsuki stared in blatant disbelief.}

"His tree is dying, and he won't have a home for much longer... So I've decided to keep him!" Plucking the fluffy white bird from it's impromptu nest, he extended it to the qilin for observation. It looked up at his large, horse-like face with beady black eyes and, finding him uninteresting, preened its feathers.

This was going to be a long night.
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I hardly ever, ever write characters as animals; but this wouldn't leave me alone! XD" It's challenging~

oooo i love it especially the use of the bird X3 ♥ youre always amazing ^_^

[Mountain Wolf]

yeah i'd go with the blue one as well

here's a new pair that i made with my 2 pets, Tails & Roxy:

Watermelon colours do go nicely, and they have similiar eyes
~RZZ

oh yeah their eyes are pretty similar! these 2 are also some of my favorite pets. I love the 3 tailed dogs ^_^

[Grinder]

Ocean& Sky

The eternal lovers, doomed to be close but never to meet, until the world ends and sky comes crashing down.

[Aeli]

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............Hisakata[F]...........................................Midoriiro [M]............

"So" said the tall, broad shouldered alpha female. "Are you the one I've heard about so many times?" she said snickering. "The Makai-Iru?" She growled and walked beside the young female wolf, checking for the familar marking. "Oh!" she exlamed, though obiously fakely. "What a suprise!" Her sharp claw dug into Hisakata's skin, making the tan wolf wince. The mark the claw had made, which had now became red and bleeding, stopped at a white moon shaped marking. "And what have we here?" she said, smiling crueley. "The moon marking. And what does that mean?" The alpha turned to face the rest of the pack, who were watching the whole time. "E-vil!" they all chanted at the same time. "And what do we do if we have any evil in our pack?" she asked. "take it OUT!" they yelled. All but one wolf, who had an odd green pelt. It seemed cruel to get rid of someone who couldn't help being different. "They were correct" said the alpha, looking especaily pleased. "I will take you to the mountains at dawn. If you are not dead a year from now, I will kill you myself."

To be continued...
I know it's horrible, that was just the intro :3 I'll get more of Hisakata into it when I start the acutal story. Lots of words in it are Japanese.♥