Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Zeee]

the playful xx the hungry



"What are you?" The little girl wondered. "You don't look like any wolf i've ever seen."

"Im hungry." The wolves' snakey voice hissed.

She slanted her head and rolled her eyes around. "What will feed your hunger?"

The wolf laughed sneakily and mumbled,

"Nothing will feed my hunger but you."

[starry--knight]

C a n t y o u h e a r I t?
Hear the beating of their heart?
C a n t y o u f e e l I t?
Feel the thrill of the hunt?
C a n t y o u s m e l l i t?
Smell that intoxicating Blood?

Story?

[vinyl]

A horse trotted through the marketplace,wearing his uniform. He was a member of his owner's army that protected the town they lived in. All of a sudden,pets began to gasp and point at something. The young stallion turned around to see what everypet was making such a fuss about. There,walking into the town,was a horse dressed in the official equine army's uniform,just like he was. She looked like a corpse. The stallion turned to a dog and gulped before asking "Who's she?" and he pointed to the mysterious figure. "Ah,laddy.. that be the ghost mare.." he replied,not taking his eyes off of her. "The ghost mare?" he asked.

"Aye." the canine said "She be a ghost,died in one of the invasions,ya know? The ol' war back in the day?" The horse nodded. "Ah... well,y'see laddy. They say she was killed and now haunts this place..." There was a long pause and the horse looked over "But wh-" he cut off,realizing the dog was walking away already. He titled his head to glance back at the horse. She was only about 2 shops away from him now. His spun around to face her. She closed the distance and stood in front of him,her tail twitching. She snorted and a plume of warm breath blew out her nostrils and into the cold air. "What iss your name?" she hissed. "Um,Mike," he answered. "What's yours?" he said cheerily. "My name wasss Isssabella... but now I am called the ghossst mare.." she whispered,swaying back and forth slightly. "Well,Miss Isabella... would you like to join me for lunch?" he asked her evenly. "What...?" she seemed a bit shocked,but quickly recovered "Of coursssse..."

[Lizzy<3]

The small pup looked at the older male. "what happend to your eye?' The male looked at him. "i was hit what i was a pup, You have weird coloring where did you get them?" She looked at him confused. "i was born with them..." She replyed. She looked at him and smied her mother called for her and she looked around and whisperd. "meet here tonight" and he nodded.

[xo.coyote]

Karl & Danielle
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

~ Jesse McCartney Beautiful Soul

Story, anyone? :3

[Nonexistent]

He had heard rumours about her, rumours that could either be dismissed with the wave of a paw, or could be taken seriously. It was hard to tell, really, but most of the gossip that floated around the Hall of Angels was nonsense, hollow words intended to stir emotions.
She had a thick coat of angry violet, apparently, and large, dark bat-like wings, far beyond the Angels’ feathered ones. Two small horns poked out from her skull, and she had a dark puff of fur that wrapped around her neck like a pompous scarf. Her tail was large and round, covered with sharp, ugly spikes obviously intended for more than show. She was bitter and vicious, more hate-filled than a wasp’s hive.
The cool night breeze wrapped around him as he perched on the balcony of the Hall, his wings half-extended, feathers ruffled slightly. His halo glowed dimly, the golden light barely illuminating the stone beneath his snowy paws. His heart sparked suddenly as he spotted two flashing yellow lights directly above him. Another breeze beat down on him – not a natural wind, the air pushed by the beating of wings.
He didn’t hear the ruffle of feathers.
It was not an Angel.
A fog sprung up, cloaking him within it. He began to choke, the deep gray mist veiling him from view. The rogue wolf appeared in front of him, and his breath was torn away from him in his fear.
It was her. By all means, her rumoured description was sugarcoated. Her lips were curled and her gnarled teeth were exposed, stained yellow by blood. Around her muscular front legs were bracelets of dead Angels’ halos. His chest heaved for air, and his eyes grew wider than they ever had before. She lunged for him, grasping his face easily, her wild, tangled claws digging deep into his fur and flesh. He let out a raspy screech, but she planted a passionate kiss on his lips and tore at his throat. She released him, watching him slump to the stone ground, watching his blood slowly flow out of his neck. She leaned forward and grasped his halo in her mouth and heaved backwards.
It was if she had literally ripped his heart out from his chest. He wailed silently and choked, blood pouring out from his ears and nose and throat. She slowly licked the blood from the halo and slid it onto her wrist, admiring how it shone in the starlight, then melted into a shadow.

[lorreli.]

andrea (f)

when she was just a girl, she expected the world . . .

"Mommy, can I please go outside and play?"
The woman looked down at her small, fragile daughter and heaved a long sigh.
"No, Andrea. Not today."
The little girl bit her lip, ducking her head down to face the floor. She fought back the tears beginning to from in her eyes. A few moments of silence passed before she uttered a soft, whispered retort to her mother.
"That's what you always say. Not today. If not today, then when Mommy? When?"
The woman looked away from her daughter, swallowing and blinking. She drew a couple of deep breaths before turning back to the little girl. Slowly, she kneeled down so she was level with her child, placing her soft fingers on the little girl's small shoulders.
"Andrea, love, the outside world isn't safe. I've told you that before.
I need to keep you inside, and keep you here. Keep you safe with me."
The girl pondered this, and wiped away her tears with dimpled hands. She finally asked,
"Mommy...will I ever be allowed to play outside? Ever?"
"Andrea...no. Not for a very long time, at least."
"How long is a very long time...?"
"Andrea, please. Just a long time. Now please...no more questions. It's almost bed time."
"...Ok mommy."

. . . but it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep . . .

The young girl lay in her bed as her mother pulled the covers up to her chin, kissing her forehead and smoothing her hair. She heard the click of the lampshade on her bedside table as the lights went out. Her mother's footsteps could be heard softly on the carpet as she reached for the door. The latch clicked open, and she could hear the frame slowly closing.
"Goodnight, baby. Sweet dreams. I love you with all my heart." her mother whispered.
"I love you too mommy."

. . . she dreamed of P A R A D I S E . . .



. . . every time she closed her eyes . . .

The little girl frolicked through the tall grasses, her wide blue eyes taking in her surroundings. The blue sky above was dotted with puffy, white clouds and a large orb of light shone right in the center. Different shades of azul shone in the scene above her, creating an masterpiece that looked close enough for her to touch. The soft grass around her knees trembled in the wind, tickling her skin as it brushed back and forth. The tree tops danced across the blue canvas above, their leaves whirling and twirling in the air, the green creating a splash of unusual color on the sky above it. Many of the trees had branches low enough for her to climb on. She eyed a particular tree and pushed her way through the green grass, her bare feet leaving indents in the soft ground below. Once she reached the tree, she put her tiny hand on the bark, memorizing the rough texture and sappy feel. Slowly, she hoisted herself onto the trunk, planting her feet on either side and shimeying up the wood, making a grab for the thickest branch she could find. Once she had a good hold of it, she let go of the trunk and swung her other hand over, grasping the bark firmly. For a few moments, she swung her legs back and forth, as if she were swinging. A soft laugh escaped her throat. Finally, when her arms began to grow week, she pulled her self up and clamered onto the branch, sitting herself down so that her legs dangled over the sides. The view was perfect. The rolling green hills of grass collided with the heavenly blue sky above. The leaves above her danced, the grass below her swayed. A butterfly flew down from the blue sky above, as if a piece of sky had broken off and flew away. Slowly, it made it's way towards her, and she held out her hand. The small creature landed on her finger, facing her, it's wing's beating like a tiny heartbeat.



. . . para, para, p a r a d i s e . . .

"Andrea, dear. It's time to wake up."
And, just like that, everything was gone. The trees, the skies, the butterfly...all gone.

. . . when she was just a girl, she expected the world.
but it flew away from her reach,
and the bullets catch in her teeth . . .

"Sometimes I wish I was a butterfly, mommy." Andrea said in between bites of her sugary ceral.
Her mother chuckled, amused by the child's imagination. She sipped her warm tea, then acknowleding the child.
"And why would you want to be a butterfly?"
"So I could fly away."
Andrea's mother looked puzzled, a look of concern touched her face.
"...And where would you be flying away to, Andrea?"
"I'd fly outside, mommy. To the sky and the trees and the sun."
Irration flared up in her mother's eyes, and she sighed. Not gently, as before. Now her sigh was short and aggrivated.
"Andrea. I thought we talked about outside yesterday."
"But mommy, please! Outside is safe! Why won't you let me go out, mommy, why?"
"Outside is not safe, Andrea, we've discussed it before. Now, drop the subject."
"No mommy, it's safe! It's trees and pretty sky! Nothing will hurt me!
Please, just let me go outside! I won't get hurt, I promise!"
Now Andrea's mother was getting angry. Her gentle face had contorted into one of near rage.
"No, Andrea. You don't understand. Drop it. Now."
"Just please, tell me why!"
"Because you're blind, Andrea! It's not safe because you're blind!" her mother screamed, slamming her cup on the table. Warm tea spilled everywhere, dripping from the table and splashing on the floor. Andrea recoiled, curling up against her chair, her unseeing eyes wide. Her mother rarely ever used the 'B' word. And when she did use it, she never yelled like that. Andrea's mother immediately noticed her mistake, and sighed deeply. She sat down at her chair slowly, and picked up her napkin. As she began to soak up the hot tea, she inhaled through her nose and began to speak in a gentler tone.
"Sweetheart, I'm sorry I got so angry. It's just that you...don't understand the things that could happen to you out there. Maybe when you're older, I'll let you go out. Just not now. Not for a very long time, like I said yesterday. I just want to keep you...safe. I promise you. Now can you promise mommy one thing?"
The little girl stared at her, and answered in a dull tone,
"Yes?"
"No more talk of trees, or sky, or flying away. No more talk out outside. Promise?"
"Yes mommy, I promise."

. . . life goes on, it gets so heavy.
the wheel breaks the butterfly.
every tear a waterfall . . .

. . . in the night, the stormy night, she closed her eyes.
in the night, the stormy night, away she flies . . .

. . . para, para, p a r a d i s e . . .

(based off of this fantastic song.)

[TigressJaguiar]

It is hard being a CS pet. Every day is constantly being in danger of trading away. Every day trades come in and trades come out.
Eventually, the trading will get to you.



My name is Mockingjay. I live in the pet group My Favourite-Dogs. Well, I can tell by the large sign above out group. The name doesn't seem fitting, because her real favourites live in a large castle away from the other cages. I spend most of my time here enjoying the built-in park and forest that this group provides. However, some days I get lonely and watch the empty lot by the Group. October started and a frenzy of trades flew in and out. When trades came in, pets would suddenly have an urge to head into the center of the group area, and pets would disappear as soon as the trades were accepted. I mean, It was chaos. I could see pets being teleported into and out of all groups, some ending up in the no group land. However, I myself was traded for before all of this mess, in a fair trade. I was traded from my old owner and found my new owner, TigressJaguiar. I like it here and I hope it is not about to change.

It happened that on the second day, Tigress had too many pets from the Halloween giveaway! She erected a new group to my right. Now, day passed and the frantic trading died down a bit. However, on October 11th, I awoke to a strange sight.

Chickensmoothie had be covered with a dark layout, candy corn scattered every couple inches where flowers once where. I was confused, as were many of the other pets. A caldron suddenly appeared on the ground. One of the pets poked the cauldron and it exploded to revel a candy. Tigress then came up and took the candy, treasuring it like it was gold. She told us to start looking for the candy.

After days of candy searching, I was too tired to work anymore. We had gained new members and a new group was constructed: Halloween Pets. That was where the sky was always dark, bats squeaked and a howl went off every few minutes. It was scary, especially that it was all forest with a small clearing at the center.

Now, I was watching this now group when I saw another pet teleport in. He was full-grown but not yet a day old, and the person who happened to trade him was named "Totoro". he had stunning orange eyes and large bat wings. He shook his fir and dissapeared as he teleported into the strange Halloween group.

Ahh. Finally. Into a place I liked. Although he was a good owner, Totoro didn't have a large forest or anything for me to stalk in. You know, I felt a little insulted when I was traded for two Carmel Chews and two Wafer Cookies.
However, Totoro loves candy.
Who can argue with him?

Anyway, I barely noticed the young Uncommon as I walked past. I mean, there were hundreds of Uncommons just like her. I knew I was a Rare.
I could feel it in my bones.

I was teleported to the Halloween forest group and felt the ground with my foot, cold, hard and slightly damp. Just how I like it. Nearby I heard a whinny and a greenish horse with a strange head came up to me. He carried a foul oder as well.

"Hello" He said. his voice was terrible, but I didn't mind it. "Welcome to our forest. I don't want you doing something Tigress doesn't like or you might be...deleted"

I jumped back at this. Deleted? Why would I be deleted? Being deleted is a terrible thing to think about. I started to fear this "Tigress". Peeking out of the group, I made sure she wasn't looking. "What are you going to do?" The disgusting horse hissed. I payed no heed to him and dashed into the nearby group. I snickered with the prospect of my excape, then I heard a voice.

"Who are you?"

I turned around and saw that Uncommon who was looking at me when I teleported in. I unfolded my wings in a terrifying way and smiled when the Uncommon backed up a few feet.
"I... Am Dragon Rare" He said, making up the name of the spot. He turned around. "And I souldn't be talking to an Uncommon like you." And with that he calmly walked back to the Halloween group.

If "Tigress" hadn't deleted an Uncommon like that, she would NEVER delete him.
(Might Write More Later)

[Mercess]

Pet's name: Regina (F)


Regina was looking around nervously. Where was he! Ever was late to his own wedding! What if…. What if he was never coming! She hoped he would show up. She loved him, she truly did. Just as she was about to leave someone bursted in the door. Regina looked up in happiness. Her prince was here!


Pet's name: Ever (M)

But he was carrying a small bundle in his arms. “I saw this little pup sitting in a gutter” He said. “I had to save it. It is ours now.”


Pet's name: Every

Regina cried out in happiness. She had always wanted a little girl. And now she had one.



Pet's name: Regina (F)



Pet's name: Ever (M)


Pet's name: Every

[- poppeh]

{The City} .:&:. {The Girl} .:&:. {The Butterfly}

She was the city that was loved by many.
She was the girl that was the butterfly's only friend.
He was the butterfly the lurked around.