Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Fat Unicorn]

First pet pair. xD Wootwoot.
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Count Advar --------------------------------------------------------- Nicki

It was the aftermath of the Duchess's party, the moon streaming through the metre tall windows on either side of the gaint hall, casting long gray shadows on the marble floor. An eerie silence hang over it, the life of the party long-gone into the night. Food was spewed all over the floor, and wine wasn't an uncommon sight. Breaking the silence of the night, was a maid. A peruvian hat sat upon her head, and her long mousy-brown dreadlocks spewed out from under it, almost reaching the floor. She was humming a little tune to herself, whilst picking up pieces of fancy chocolate that had dropped to the floor, sniffing them, and popping them into her mouth as she picked up the mess. She thought she was alone, seeing as the guests had drifted off back to their homes all merry and drunk, and the Duchess and her husband had retreated upstairs, tired out. The other servants had disappeared off to their chambers, desperate for a good night's sleep.

As the maid lifted up another piece of chocolate to her mouth, a name-tag sewn onto the collar of her maid dress spelt out messily "Nicki". Just as she was about to drop the mouthwatering chocolate into her mouth, a neutral voice sounded right next to her ear. "I wouldn't eat that if I were you." Nicki, startled, dropped the food, embarrassed at being caught. The first thing she saw was a black and gold mask, with golden swirls carved into the metal. What a weirdo, having a metal mask.. An endless gray orb stared out at her, a black mop hanging over the mask and his other eye. "It would be foolish to eat chocolate with alcohol in it, you look no older than a child," he finished off, flicking his head so a loose strand of hair was put back in place.

Nicki tutted, and placed her head to the right on a tilt. "For your information, Buster, if I am a child, then surely you must be oh-so-wise and be old enough to be my grandfather?" adrenaline wrapped itself around her tongue, the words rolling freely out of her mouth without a second thought to cosquences. A deadly little chuckle escaped the wolf's lips, and the high black collar of his suit brushed against his cheekbones, a glint of moonlight as it struck a chain of gold hanging off it as Nicki recognized him.
"Count -" the Count cut her off with a warning growl as he headed toward the tall doors stretching up to the heavens, showing the way out of the hall. "Don't report my presence here, child.." he paused just about as he was leaving the room to stare back at her, "or there'll be cosquences." before disappearing into the long corridors.


((I'll continue this later, as it's too long to be crammed into one post and my wrist hurts. xD))

[Silvertongue]

Bray(female) ---- Blessing(male)

It was rainny days and late nights like this that you couldn't stop thinking about her. Silent moments when your mind forgot that it wasn't supposed to remember the pain in her eyes before she died that tragic night out in the mountains, not the pain in her eyes nor the sad acceptance and love. It was silent moments like this when you could still hear the whisper of her sing-song voice as she padded through the house, straightening things up; or the lovely lilt in her voice whenever she giggled and scolded you for forgetting something.
Sometimes you wish you could forget those painful memories, those dark thoughts of 'What if' that haunted the recesses of your mind.
But then life will start again and as your going through the motions of everday life you'll suddenly stop and realize that you've forgotten the curve of her face as she smiled. You'd realize that you had almost forgotten the way that, whenever she was sick, she would curl up next to you in bed like a sleepy kitten.
And it was during these moments that you realized, remembering was no where near as painful as the possiblity of forgetting her was.

^^ Why I shouldn't be up at 12 in the morning.

[corvus corone]

The beautiful maden x the horrible freak

She was the village beauty.She was chased by all the men.She wore her beautiful dress, the beautiful necklace, wonderful hair..A wonder of the world herself.

He was the outcast.His father made him wear a mask when he was younger.He was shunded for it.He had tattered, dirty, and ragged clothes.His hair was dirty and shaggy.


She didn't want the popularity, the attention.She wanted a normal life.She just wanted to be left alone..

He wanted attention.Popularity.Something more than a normal life.He didn't want to be the outcast.

She approached him, her beauty stunning him.She was magnificent...

Over the years, they became best friends.

She came to him.She was weary.She no longer glowed.She told him of her disease, the reason she wears this mask.It reaveals a diseased spot on her face.
He looked at her, seeing the tears well in her eyes.He reaveled the same diseased spot.

"Will you marry me?"
"Ye-"

She was cut off by a fit of coughing.


They lived together happily for the rest of their lives.

Crit?

[Kangarose]

Universal xx Grace

He had been lying awake for hours.
His mother had kissed him goodnight, but he couldn't get to sleep.
Tonight, he was going to see Grace.
He slowly rolled over, and peered through his half-closed eyelids.
His mother was curled up in her bed beside his, sleeping.
He rose to his paws, and slowly slid off his bed.
He wrapped a thin, worn scarf around his neck.
It was the only thing he had left to keep him warm.
He poured a few drops of oil into his lamp, then lit it.
The small, dark room was suddenly full of flickering light and dancing shadows.
His mother twitched in her sleep, and whispered something indistinct.
He turned back to her, and put his paw up to her forehead.
It was warm and sweaty.
He muttered a prayer under his breath, but however much he prayed it worked no better than her own prayers.
Trying to stop the tears now rising up to his eyes, he picked up his lamp and hurried out the house.

~~~

She woke suddenly.
For a few moments, she lay curled up in a little ball, listening to the silence around her.
She leaped lightly out of bed, heart pounding her chest.
It was late - she could see the moon sitting high in the sky above her through her bedroom windows.
She threw open the curtains to better see it, then closed them again.
The view wasn't the reason she had woken.
She nudged open her door, and slipped out, carefully closing it behind her.
Carried quickly on silent paws, she hurried down a flight of stairs, pausing outside her parent's room.
Silence, except for the occasional quiet snore.
She tip-toed past.
As she made her way through the silent house, it was hard to stop the spring in her step.

~~~

He shivered in the cold, crisp autumn air.
Leaves crunched beneath his paws and he trotted through the dark forest.
He had only his weakly flickering lamp to guide him.
Soon, the towering trees began to thin.
He reached the edge of the trees.
The handsome manor crouched in front of him.
He set down his lamp and waited.

~~~

Soon she reached the entrance hall.
The room was illuminated by a large fire roaring merrily in the fireplace.
She paused in front of the doorway.
Then she breathed deeply and flung them open.
A square of yellow light illuminated the carefully trimmed emerald-green lawn.
She stood in the doorway, looking out into the woods.
Then she spotted the flickering lamplight.
With a cry of delight, she flung herself towards him.

~~~

"Grace..." he whispered, touching noses with her.
Her dark eyes sparked in the weak lamplight.
"I thought you wouldn't come..."
"Of course I came, silly."
He took a deep breath.
He couldn't look at her anymore, the words he was trying form wouldn't leave his throat.
"Grace, I need your help."
She looked confused, but nodded all the same.
"It's- it's my mother."
"Is she still sick?"
He nodded slowly.
"Do you want me to pray for her?"
He nodded again, still not daring to meet her eyes.
She muttered a prayer under her breath.
Why did it sound so much more sweeter when she did it?

The rest of the night passed in a blur.
They talked and played for hours.
Half the time, he wasn't sure whether to smile or cry.
He watched her as she left, skipping joyfully across the lawn.
Her hair and skirt fanned out behind her.
She was beautiful and smart and happy and her prayers sounded so much better than his.
All because she wasn't a sinner's son.

[Sykhe]

Qilin ♀ + Krotos ♂

[Kisiel]

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♂ .....................................♀

You say this is suicide.
I say this is a war.

....She looked deep into his golden eyes as if she was trying to grab his soul and shake it so that he would finally obey, and give her a chance to accomplish her goal and fulfill her dark desires.
...."You have two days to bring me the tablets," she ordered, her voice low, luring the young male into the trap. The plan was perfect, flawless. The only part that waited to be completed was getting him to deliver the drugs that would put the pain to an end.
...."I can't, I c-can't..." he protested quietly, salty tears rolling down his cheeks as he shook his head. His unkempt ebony hair stuck to the back of his neck and his fingers were curled into tight fists, his whole body trembling slightly; he was so stressed, so scared that he was barely managing to control himself anymore. One part of him wanted to do what she told him to, to be loyal to the one he loved. But the other screamed in his ear, saying that giving her the tablets would be no different to killing her with his own hands. "Please don't--"
....She cut him off almost immediately. "I've already decided. This is how I want to die, and you're not gonna make me change my mind." She turned on her heel before whispering; "You know where I'll be. Two days. Until then, goodbye."

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I'll most likely continue this when I have some more time c:

[ariel.]

Alive --------------------------- Dead

~*~

I am alive.
I am dead.

I walk this crowded and polluted world.
I now stalk the plains of the after life.

I was not always like this.
I was not always like this.

I used to be happy.
I used to breathe.

And then.
And then.

A strong hand found me.
Death's cold hand gripped me.

And taught me how to stand tall.
And stole my life away from me.

But.
But.

I can feel myself fading away.
I can feel my soul meeting a new body.

I am dying.
I am being reborn.

I am dead.
I am alive.

[Nonexistent]

Alive --------------------------- Dead

~*~

I am alive.
I am dead.

I walk this crowded and polluted world.
I now stalk the plains of the after life.

I was not always like this.
I was not always like this.

I used to be happy.
I used to breathe.

And then.
And then.

A strong hand found me.
Death's cold hand gripped me.

And taught me how to stand tall.
And stole my life away from me.

But.
But.

I can feel myself fading away.
I can feel my soul meeting a new body.

I am dying.
I am being reborn.

I am dead.
I am alive.

:OOO
This is amazing. <3

[Tawny224]

Alive --------------------------- Dead

~*~

I am alive.
I am dead.

I walk this crowded and polluted world.
I now stalk the plains of the after life.

I was not always like this.
I was not always like this.

I used to be happy.
I used to breathe.

And then.
And then.

A strong hand found me.
Death's cold hand gripped me.

And taught me how to stand tall.
And stole my life away from me.

But.
But.

I can feel myself fading away.
I can feel my soul meeting a new body.

I am dying.
I am being reborn.

I am dead.
I am alive.

:OOO
This is amazing. <3

agreed

[Umbrellas]

She shone like a star that day. Her coat gleamed with light.
He was hidden behind clouds, shrouded in fog.
He looked into her eyes, and she smiled. The image of beauty. He, mysterious. A hidden secret.
She closed her eyes. "I love you," she whispered.
But when she looked up, he was gone.
Day was breaking.