Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[IrishBaritone]

Pet's name: ♥♥ Jenny ♥♥
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The Day had Started slowly. I remember waiting in line, with all the senior knights, hearing snickers behind my back, for I was the only female. I shot a glare at one of them, the paticular one that was laughing the hardest and may I say stupidest. I turned back around, determined to keep my mind on the current situation. I would be training a new knight, and help them learn how to fight for our kingdom. Saying I wasn't worried would be a lie, What if they were a jerk? Made fun of me? I was sweating terribly by the time I reached my place in line, and looked the King in the eye.

"Norwood, Jenny. You have been assigned Forlook, Rapheir to train to become a knight." The fat king bellowed. My ears stung at the name, Forlook? Where had I heard the name before? Then I remembered, the famous Golden Knight, Uro Forlook. The one who saved us all from the bandits. This must be his son. Raphier. Hm. I'm sure this'll be interesting.

Pet's name: ♥♥Raphier♥♥
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Rapheir grinned. So he would be trained by the only female knight, eh? He flipped his black hair out of his eyes so he could get a better picture of her. She was moderatley tall, and had black hair and blue eyes, just like him. She didn't look strong, and defainatley not strong enough to be a high ranked knight. He sniggered, this would be interesting.

Very interesting.

(Anyone like? ^^)

Please more!

[kaypatts]

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[thebluberry.]

Pet's name: ♥♥ Jenny ♥♥
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The Day had Started slowly. I remember waiting in line, with all the senior knights, hearing snickers behind my back, for I was the only female. I shot a glare at one of them, the paticular one that was laughing the hardest and may I say stupidest. I turned back around, determined to keep my mind on the current situation. I would be training a new knight, and help them learn how to fight for our kingdom. Saying I wasn't worried would be a lie, What if they were a jerk? Made fun of me? I was sweating terribly by the time I reached my place in line, and looked the King in the eye.

"Norwood, Jenny. You have been assigned Forlook, Rapheir to train to become a knight." The fat king bellowed. My ears stung at the name, Forlook? Where had I heard the name before? Then I remembered, the famous Golden Knight, Uro Forlook. The one who saved us all from the bandits. This must be his son. Raphier. Hm. I'm sure this'll be interesting.

Pet's name: ♥♥Raphier♥♥
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

Rapheir grinned. So he would be trained by the only female knight, eh? He flipped his black hair out of his eyes so he could get a better picture of her. She was moderatley tall, and had black hair and blue eyes, just like him. She didn't look strong, and defainatley not strong enough to be a high ranked knight. He sniggered, this would be interesting.

Very interesting.

(Anyone like? ^^)

Please more!

second that

[Sansa Stark]

(Thanks guys ;~; I'll write more tommarow!)

[starstream<=]

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me && you && her




i see the way you look
at her,
your little smirk
i used
to know so well.

she beams back a
familiar glow that
used to surround me in
a halo.

i miss the way you laughed
with me
the way you would kiss
my nose
and tell me i was
your otter
your only one for life.

but now the lines will be used
on her
my love is just a shadow in
her radiant flush
a darkened blot on
your cheerful life.

i'll watch you from
my small black hole
the one i created for myself so
long ago
the one you rescued me from
only to
let me go again.

i'll watch you bask in
her light
and all i'll hope is that...

you're happy.


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{{just a bit of a vent, i guess. the realism of this kind of scares me, and saying a tear wasn't shed would be a lie.
sometimes the only way to mend broken hearts is to tie them back together with words and paper.
but my words are jumbled together, so i'll let this rambling end. thanks for listening.}}

[TigressJaguiar]

♥ Bram [m] xXx ??? [f] ♥

{prologue
{part 1
{part 2
{part 3

The next day Bram returned to the clearing, this time with a sketchbook. He would sketch this 'Dragon Woman'. He clambered up the fallen part of the legde, and sat there, charcoal pencil hovering over the paper and eyes fixed on the cave mouth.
He waited hours...
And hours...
And hours...
Bram sighed and picked his pencil and sketchbook. He climbed back down.
When he turned arround, she was there.
But instead of the form he had seen yesterday, she was a more average dragon, about twice as tall as him on all fours, with a wolflike enongated face and a short main of hair down her neck. Bram began to shake as she looked him over with her greyish-gold eyes. Then suddenly the anger drained from her eyes and suddenly she was enveloped in a flash of light. Bram shut his eyes.
When he opened them again she was in the form that she had been in yesterday. From far away she was lovely, but up close she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her scales seemed to glisten like saphires and her sleek blue hair cascaded like a waterfall from her head.
"H..Hello."
Bram managed to stammer. She simply smiled at him, the expression causing him to feel incredibly warm inside.
"I'm Bram."
The young man said, his voice seeming to get smaller. She simply smiled again. Then suddenly the dragon woman's smile drained from her face and replaced itself with a look of worry. She quickly looked to her left, then kissed Bram on the cheek. Then she was a blur as she sped off. Bram stood there, too stunned to move. He quickly regained his senses as he heard a loud party of men making their way down the forest path. He quickly jumped into a bush a hid. He couldn't believed it.
He had been kissed by a dragon, and he was falling in love.

//just one part left, or possibly two if people request it

[.:scales:.]

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me && you && her

I know this feeling well. Very good poem though, I hope you get through this with flying colors.

[vee.]

Eloise x Minh

I guess I really don't remember the first time I met Eloise. We've been best friends ever since we were little... I feel like I've always known her. We used to have lots of other friends, too-- all the other children would come and play with us in the wheat fields on the far side of town. Hide and seek was the obvious choice, but we had all sorts of other make-believe games that we would play, and we would stay in that field, laughing and screaming until the sun went down.

As the years passed, our heads began to poke above the tops of our magical wheat forest, and then our shoulders could stand taller than the grains, and the magic went away. We all stopped going to the wheat field all day, and pairs of us began to go at night. Eloise and I would go too, but not in that way-- we still went with the intention to play. I would search for an unsuspecting couple, and we would do our best to scare them silly.

See, Eloise had this idea that childhood was the most precious thing that we ever had, and that sense of joy was something you had to cling to, something you must never let go no matter how hard it tried to leave. So even when all the other children stopped visiting the wheat fields, she and I always returned. We would race each other through the golden sea of grasses, as fast as we could run.

The other kids slowly drifted away from us as we all grew up. They all made new friends or moved away, but Eloise and I stuck together, and we figured there was no reason to ever leave this town. Maybe it would be nice to travel and see the world someday like every soul wants to do, but this place was truly home to us, and it was a place to which we would always return.

If Eloise ever wanted to leave, though, of course I'd go with her. That's what best friends do, and the two of us were inseperable. We looked alike too, with our pale colorings and our dark eyes, and the constant flush we wore on our faces; folks used to confuse us for siblings sometimes. But we would laugh, and in unison we would say to them, "Nope, just best friends!"

One day though, as we ran through the wheat fields together, I started to think... maybe Eloise was more than a best friend to me.

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[kimmy1479]

Yay! Write more as soon as you can, Vee! <333

[thebluberry.]

Eloise x Minh

I guess I really don't remember the first time I met Eloise. We've been best friends ever since we were little... I feel like I've always known her. We used to have lots of other friends, too-- all the other children would come and play with us in the wheat fields on the far side of town. Hide and seek was the obvious choice, but we had all sorts of other make-believe games that we would play, and we would stay in that field, laughing and screaming until the sun went down.

As the years passed, our heads began to poke above the tops of our magical wheat forest, and then our shoulders could stand taller than the grains, and the magic went away. We all stopped going to the wheat field all day, and pairs of us began to go at night. Eloise and I would go too, but not in that way-- we still went with the intention to play. I would search for an unsuspecting couple, and we would do our best to scare them silly.

See, Eloise had this idea that childhood was the most precious thing that we ever had, and that sense of joy was something you had to cling to, something you must never let go no matter how hard it tried to leave. So even when all the other children stopped visiting the wheat fields, she and I always returned. We would race each other through the golden sea of grasses, as fast as we could run.

The other kids slowly drifted away from us as we all grew up. They all made new friends or moved away, but Eloise and I stuck together, and we figured there was no reason to ever leave this town. Maybe it would be nice to travel and see the world someday like every soul wants to do, but this place was truly home to us, and it was a place to which we would always return.

If Eloise ever wanted to leave, though, of course I'd go with her. That's what best friends do, and the two of us were inseperable. We looked alike too, with our pale colorings and our dark eyes, and the constant flush we wore on our faces; folks used to confuse us for siblings sometimes. But we would laugh, and in unison we would say to them, "Nope, just best friends!"

One day though, as we ran through the wheat fields together, I started to think... maybe Eloise was more than a best friend to me.

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YAY a new story for me to stalk!!