Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Silverstar]

From the same litter but....



[ Wings & Leaf ]


Storys comeing .

I love this pair
- J

[Dream of Eternity]

Claire de la Lune and Jake


I look up to the sky, desperately trying to find her among the clouds. A fear strikes through my heart-maybe she's not there?- but then I spot her light. Weakly shining through the clouds over her. Relief spreads through me and I raise my head to let out a wolfish howl. My love hasn't left me, not yet.

They all say that I'm crazy. That the moon is just a planet. That I should be locked up for the rest of my life. That she's just in my head. But they're all fools. Anyone can see her, if you look hard enough.

Claire understands me. She's my other half, the bane of my existence. Without her I would be completely insane, but she keeps me stable. Even in my wolfish state, I can control myself when I look to her. And that is why I haven't gone insane yet. Yet. Because I'm not crazy, right?

[.a m a r y l l i s.]

.the insane. .the music. .the new mind.

Don't forget that music love...

The old music player skipped, repeating the same bit of the tune over and over and over and over until at last it managed to leap forward again.
The room was bare, save for the player and an empty chair.
A somewhat empty chair.

A girl of sorts sat in the chair, outline blurred from years of a lack of attentiveness to the world within the room, much less the world outside it.
Eyes closed, the girl did not respond to the music in the room - rather, she bobbed her head to the rhythm of the music of her mind. Her fingers traced invisible notes through the air as her lips moved in silent accord with words no one else could hear.

The music player ground on, unaware that it's once captive audience had long since gone 'off the deep end'. And still the faulty tune (could you blame her for ignoring it?) caught on some parts and skipped through others, sounding just as mad as the girl's mind.
But the tune, for all it's catching and skipping, realized what the player had not - that while it ran in its endless rotations, the girl no longer heard it as it was, but as it had been. In the sanctuary (or perhaps prison) of her mind, the tune was still as flawless as ever.

And as the doctors shook their heads at the seeming lapse in their patients mental state, the tune began to pull itself away from that forsaken little player in the corner, as it would far rather destroy what remained of her mind then continue its rounds unappreciated and unaware.
So as the doctors wandered off, with their notes and observations to be compared, the little room fell silent as the player continued its soundless revolutions.
-♬-
Out on the street a very frustrated young woman stared in disgust at the small player she had tucked in her pocket. Halfway through her favorite song, it started picking up some stupid station that was playing some catching, skipping track, over and over and over and over.
And so the girl huffed, trying to no avail to lower the volume on her little player as she turned the corner onto the street before hers, suffering through that pathetic excuse for music.

Yet with every step she took, it seemed as if the tune was no longer catching as much, and surely it was now only skipping once. By the time she had walked through her door, the young woman was convinced that the tune was a perfect piece of music, and who on earth had suggested she disliked it?
-♬-
On the other side of town the doctors shook their heads in disbelief. They could find no explanation for why their perfectly healthy (albeit totally mad) patient would slip into a coma and then fall beyond in a matter of a few seconds.

And while they hemed and hawed at finding a logical reason, the player in the corner continued to spin its empty record around and around without a sound.

For that maddening tune chooses other minds to destroy.

I dunno. Sleep deprivation?

[palmsprout]

Ally ------------------------------- Hunter

Her paws tingled with the cold as she padded slowly on the early morning dew. He sat on the top of the valley... watching her.

Ally. Her blue fur was extremely rare. Hunters traveled across the world to find her. She was in constant danger.. until he came. Ironically, his name was Hunter, but all he wanted to do was keep Ally safe. Hunter brought Ally to a valley, hills hundreds of feet tall enclosed the beautiful sanctuary. In the center, a small pond stood, a little creek trickling into it. Glittering silver fish darted in the water grass, a solemn, lone weeping willow tree standing on the edge. On the edge of the valley was a cave, the bottom lined with long, soft moss. This was Ally’s home. You see, Ally had never truly seen Hunter. One night, he saw her hiding behind a tree after many gunshots had rang through the air. He caught her attention, like a shadow he led her to the valley. Now, she lived in peace, food was always around.

Tonight, the moon shone brightly, silhouetting Hunter’s strong muscular body. He watched Ally climb to the top of the willow, her blue fur sparkling in the moon, her gorgeous tail waving slightly. She stared up at the moon, her blue eyes wide with admiration. Suddenly, she saw Hunter, unaware of Ally at the moment. Nearly six hundred feet away, Hunter’s eyes met Ally’s. They stared for what seemed like a long time, when Hunter disappeared with a flash. Ally still stared at the place Hunter was, and out of curiosity, she leaped off the tree and sprinted up the hill.

~To be continued~

A short addition...

After about 5 minutes, Ally was panting, finally reaching the top of the hills. She saw the world around her for the first time in nearly 2 years. She had forgotten how many trees the world was full of, all the mountain ranges and lakes. Her eyes were torn from the beautiful scenery as a glowing brown-gold caught her eye. Two eyes were looking at her, then disappeared. She apprehensively padded over to where the eyes disappeared, and began sniffing the ground. An unusual yet familiar scent wafted up her nose. She had smelled this scent before, mingling with the fresh scents of the world as it blew around her valley. The scent was very musty, but fresh like the cool ocean water at the same time.

Ally, nose to the ground, began following the scent. She was so concentrated, she didn’t see where she was going. The ground vanished beneath her paws, and Ally fell.

The blue wolf hit water, and everything went black.

6 hours later..
Everything was fuzzy, and she saw a large, black-ish shape standing over her. Everything from the night suddenly crashed into her memory, and she closed her eyes with dizziness. A few minutes later, she opened them again, realizing there was an unknown wolf near her. Her fur raised, she managed to sit up with a growl. "Who are you?" She snarled, consciousness slowly dripping back through her body. "My name is Hunter." Said the wolf, his eyes level with Ally's. "What are you doing out of the valley?" Hunter questioned. Ally let her fur lie flat again, realizing this "Hunter" wasn't a threat. "I smelled somethi-" she stopped, sniffing the air. "I smelled you." She said, almost without realizing it. "Y-you led me here as a pup... you are the one I saw last night..." Ally said almost to herself, realization swirling through her thoughts. Anger suddenly swelled through her. "Why did you never let me see you? I always knew someone was there, watching me, and it scared me every night, I feared I was being watched by a hunte-..." she stopped. "I was being watched by a hunter, in a way..." Ally growled. Leave me alone! She stood up, and began to walk the direction back to her valley. "Wait.." Hunter said suddenly. "What?" Ally said, annoyed. "Will I see you again?" He replied, Ally thought she saw him blush. "I... don't know." She finally replied. Hunter swiftly padded over to her, and kissed her. After what seemed like hours, Ally pulled away, blushing profusely. She smiled. "I will see you again."

IDK if this is the end... xD

[flashlight reveries~]

.the insane. .the music. .the new mind.

Don't forget that music love...

I love it! So creative and eerie...

[Keriae]

Yes. I need more. I want to know what happens!

[palmsprout]

Edited my above post ^^

[~*Fyra*~]

Sasha ~~~ Hunter

Shall I write a story?

Here goes

"I'm back, little sis'!"
"Hunter!" barked a blue-and-orange dog, her orange wings fluttering slightly. "What took you so long, bro?"
The green, yellow and blue dog shrugged casually. "Hunting takes longer in the winter."
Sasha nodded knowingly. "Has it started snowing yet?"
"See for yourself."
Sasha poked her nose through the lichen hanging from her and her brother's den. She trotted outside and shivered almost instantly - the cold and snow had arrived in The Wishes camp. "Early snow?" she gasped, shaking the snowflakes from her fur. "But we aren't ready!"
"Don't worry, we'll manage." said her brother as he stood beside her. "After all, I'm not the only one hunting anymore."
Sasha nodded, remembering the days before they had come to The Wishes. Their parents had been killed by Raven, a black dog with feathery wings. After wandering for weeks, Hunter and Sasha had been discovered by a black dog with blue roses in her fur. The Wishes medicine dog, Aquamarina, had taken them back to the camp, and they had been there ever since.
Now Sasha watched as a litter of puppies rolled about in the snow; realizing she couldn't feel her paws, she turned and padded back into her den, her brother following her. Sasha suddenly noticed the worried look on Hunter's face.
"What's wrong?" She asked, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.
Hunter looked up at his sister and sighed. "It didn't take me all that time to hunt."
"What do you mean?"
"It's Raven. He's back."

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Shall I continue?

[Vintage Shooter]

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Pixiod (M)...................................................... Trgiaob (M)

'Would an Angel really fall for me?'
'The Wild Birds are full of beauty, but he has no equal...'

{{Trgiaob is the Angel of Wild Birds}}

[Zeee]

Marr && Jenna


The wolf dipped his toes into the water slowly. The cold water felt good on his burning feet. The dock had been under the sun for the whole day, and it burns the skin as you walk.
Kinda like the cement after a hot summer day.

The sleek cat swam under the dock and popped up at the end, scaring the living daylights out of Marr.
"What's your problem?!" Marr yelled as the cat slipped onto the dock, sitting next to Marr. Jenna looked down at her feet swishing in the water.
"Oh... Im sorry..." She tried to apologize, but was stopped.
"NO," Marr yelled. "You know what? You have a serious problem. Peace out." Then he walked away.

Jenna began to cry. She was hated.
...
By everyone.

She thought she was just a waste of space, so she dived into the water and swam out backwards to the deep waters, where it was dark.
And she stopped. The water splashed over her. She was emerged in the deep water.

Marr soon noticed when he turned back, happy that she was gone, she was.. drowning. He dived in after her and went under, recovering her cold body.

....

He was too late.
Jenna's lungs were already replaced with water instead of air.

She was gone. Marr's soul was replaced with shame and depression.