Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[. Delirium .]

Oh, please do! You write the most amazing stories, Ika. ^-^

Thank you so much :'DD
<3

I would be interested as well Those few small paragraphs were so enticing and captivating

[pancreas]

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Elthin ♀ &; Sirron ♀
the beautiful one &; the blind one

Why does winter
Always make you wait
For a glimpse of sun?
"Elthin, I-I can't do this." Sirron shook her head desperately, shifting from side to side in discomfort, "I can't see! What are we - what are you - thinking, I'll fall!" She turned away, ready to stumble her way back to her branch, when Elthin spoke.
"You can do this! I promise, I'll help you. I won't let you fall." Elthin raised her head to gaze at the stars, "You don't have to be able to see to appreciate it. You just have to feel it. Feel your wings, and you will fly." She turned towards Sirron expectantly, who had paused, her head lowered. Then the snowy white owl turned back, her milky blue eyes staring blankly in Elthin's direction. She took a breath and nodded.
Elthin raised her wings and took off from the branch. She swooped down close to Sirron, the tips of her purple-tinged feathers brushing the top of her friend's head. "Listen to everything. Become the wind, the sky, the stars." Soaring in a circle, Elthin flew back the way she had come, whispering to Sirron as she passed over her, "Now fly."
Takes a simple clue
Or leap of faith
To know the time will come
When long, cold nights
Fade into memory
Sirron clenched her beak, hunching forwards and mantling her wings over the edge of the branch. As Elthin flew over her a second time, the owl clenched her beak and hurled herself away from the tree. Her wings stiffened and wavered, and for a moment she plunged, feeling the rush of air on her face as she plummeted towards the ground. But then Elthin cut off her fall, flying beneath her and forcing her back up. Towards the sky. Sirron stretched her wings outwards, and this time they stayed outstretched, catching the wind and sending the blind owl spiralling upwards. Higher, higher, higher! Soon she was sure she must be flying amongst the stars and spinning around the moon. "Elthin! How high are we?" She called breathlessly, turning her face into the wind that tugged at her blue-tinted feathers, "Are we high?"
Elthin laughed, gliding alongside her friend with ease. For a moment she didn't reply, watching her friend's face, alive with excitement. "We're high. Higher than the tree. It looks beautiful, Sirron. I wish you could see it with me." She gazed down at the countryside spread out beneath them, blanketed with shadows.
"Oh, but I don't need to see it, Elthin. I can feel it. And it feels... Perfect." The two owls flew in silence for a while, then Sirron continued in a quieter voice, "Thank you. For letting me come with you. For believing in me, when no one else would. This makes everything worthwhile."
"No, thank you, Sirron. I've never enjoyed flying so much as I have tonight."
Looking at the morning light
And we will be together
Leaving our cares behind forever
At the first sign of spring
When the two finally landed, the sun was just peeking over the horizon. They leant against each other, panting as they struggled to regain their composure. "We were flying all night!" Sirron smiled, ruffling her feathers and closing her eyes.
"How...?" Elthin's question faded as she gazed around her. She'd never experienced a sun rise before. It was beautiful.
"I can feel it. The warmth on my face."
Together they sat in silence, lost in their own thoughts. Then, as the sun rose fully into the sky, Sirron broke the peaceful quiet. "Can we fly again sometime?"
"O-Of course!"
"Let's keep it a secret."
The heat of the sun
Will shine right through
And never a moment comes too soon
As the first sign of spring
And so they did. Every night, Elthin would meet Sirron at the old oak tree that marked the edge of the owl's territory, and from there they would fly all through the night, hidden from the rest of their group.
"You know, Elthin?" Sirron asked one morning, as they sat, basking in the golden sunlight. "I don't think I've ever been so happy in my life."
"Me neither... But Sirron, I-I don't know, whether I'll be able to fly with you any more." Elthin turned away from her friend, staring down at the cracked bark beneath her talons.
Sirron clicked her beak sadly, "I expected that it would be too good to last."
"My mother, she found me a mate. We've been doing this for a year, and it was amazing! But I think mother is right... I should settle down now. She knows where I come. She says that... She says that I can't come back here again. I came to say goodbye. Because tomorrow, I'm leaving. We're all leaving. The group. We're moving the nests. And I asked whether you could come, but mother said that you wouldn't. She said that it was too far for you to fly. Because you can't see." Elthin pressed her head against Sirron's for a moment. "I'll miss you." She murmured as she took off into the air.
"But Elthin, I can feel, remember! You taught me to feel! I could come..." But only silence replied.
Elthin had gone. Sirron was alone.
Air is getting warmer
By the day
As the thaw begins
So put a corner on this page
The leaves are green again
Sirron was alone. Elthin had gone.
And cloudy skies
Are lifting away
Right in front of our very eyes
And we will be together
At the first sign of spring....
"But mother, what happened to Sirron?" Three young chicks chorused together with wide eyes, "You can't end the story like that!"
"My dear, this is not a story. It is all true." Their ageing mother settled herself in front of them, her voice little more than a whisper.
"Then tell us how it ends!" The three bounced up and down, barrelling into their mother. Behind them sat the forth chick, her milky blue eyes staring blankly in her mother's direction.
Their mother swallowed and cleared her throat.
At the first sign of spring...
"Elthin realised her mistake as the group of owls began to leave the next morning. Somehow, she managed to shake off her mother and mate-to-be, and flew back to Sirron's tree as quickly as she could. But she was too late. Humans had already began to saw down the tree. Elthin screamed her friend's name as loudly as she could, and then she saw her. A white owl, launching herself from the very top of the tree. But her wings weren't fast enough to send her upwards. She fell. And as fell, the wind forced her wings down, tucking them against her body. She couldn't fly." The old owl drew in a shaky breath, her eyes filled with tears, "And Elthin was too far away to catch her."
We will be together
Leaving our cares behind forever
At the first sign of spring
The heat of the sun will shine right through
Never a moment comes too soon
As the first sign of spring
The chicks were silent. Outside the nest, their father perched, a frown on his face. "Elthin! That is not a story for children!"
"I-I'm sorry..." Elthin whispered. To both of them.
"Mother?"
Elthin turned her head towards her blind chick, "Yes... Sirron?"
"I don't think your friend would want you to be upset any more. She can fly all the time now."
And through her tears, Elthin smiled. "Sirron?"
"Yes, mother?"
"One day, you will fly. Just remember, you don't have to see to appreciate it. You just have to feel."
We will be together
At the first sign of spring...
At the first sign of spring...

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Hello, messy ending~! :D
Lyrics - First Day of Spring (From Bambi 2 x3)
Hope you like it! And I hope it's sad enough. |D

TWIN WRITE A STORY NOW!
Fffff, I don't understand how you can even be so amazing at writing what is this
xD Seriously, you make my writing look so messy and everything! -dies- <3333333333333333
That sounds like it will be brilliant - like always - so *cracks whip* get working! 8D

[panacea.]

Damn, that's so sad. ;<< It was beautiful, Night. <3

[. Delirium .]

Night...that was so amazing that I cried D'8 Beautifully done

[Inatae]

Eeee-- it's perfect, I'd love to read more<333
You even used their names! :'D

I love it too! <33
I am definitely going to keep my eye out for more, in case you want to write more.

Thanks so much, both of you. :) I'll see if I can hammer something out today.

I want to write a story, but I'm not sure. Do you guys think I should?


Yesterday [m|f] -------------------- Grace [f]

{ That night you found me,
I was saved,
saved from the loop I was in }

{ That night I found you,
you were trapped,
But you didn't need me to get you out.
You just needed to see the light }

There is a man, sitting on the felled stump of a tree. He’s silhouetted against the bloody sunset, every hair on his head inky in the surrounding crimson. He sighs, lifts a hand to his haunted eyes, and wipes away the tears that stain his cheeks with telltale reflections of the light. Around him, the forest edge is quiet; no birds sing, no horses whinny at the oncoming dark. A breeze blows the scent of fresh bread on its travels.

He’s crying in earnest now, head in his rough palms as he clings to himself- holding the broken pieces together. He almost laughs; that’s something his mother would have said.

Shifting his weight slightly, he carefully stands- chain mail clinking around his chest. He falters, trying to regain his composure as he sways unsteadily. Then, with one hand, he blows a single kiss to the ground and lays a battered rose on the freshly overturned earth.
The grave almost glows in the fiery light of the dying evening.

As he turns to walk away, there is one question on his mind- how did we get here?

[might write a story for these two <3

Please do. I'd love to read them.

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Elthin ♀ &; Sirron ♀
the beautiful one &; the blind one

Hello, messy ending~! :D
Lyrics - First Day of Spring (From Bambi 2 x3)
Hope you like it! And I hope it's sad enough. |D

TWIN WRITE A STORY NOW![/size]
Fffff, I don't understand how you can even be so amazing at writing what is this
xD Seriously, you make my writing look so messy and everything! -dies- <3333333333333333
That sounds like it will be brilliant - like always - so *cracks whip* get working! 8D

Absolutely brilliant.

[Nonexistent]

I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams…

“I can’t do this,” the young woman sobbed, her arms wrapped around her man, her nails digging into his black uniform. Her short-cut pink hair fell into her eyes, her face streaked with tears. The man smiled softly, brushing her bangs out of her eyes. “I’ve never seen you cry before,” he whispered.

She looked up at him, her pale green eyes as wide as moons. “You know I can’t be alone, Bryn, and war is so dangerous, something is bound to happen to you!” Her voice cracked and she buried her face back into the cold fabric of his jacket. “And it’ll be Christmastime soon. How awful it’ll be if you can’t return for Christmas!”

“Honey,” he began, stroking her hand lovingly, “don’t worry about me. Remember what you used to say? ‘I don’t cry, because I know everything will be alright. Why waste time on tears that don’t have to be spent?’” He delicately wiped the tears from her pale face. “And I’ll be home for Christmas, I promise.”

She kissed him lightly on the lips and stepped back. “Take care,” she choked out. Bryn sniffled once and stepped out of the house, pain and sadness shining in his eyes. “I’ll miss you,” she coughed, tears beginning to flow from her eyes again.

Sudden guilt filled Bryn. “Good bye, Ariana.” Turning quickly, he shuffled out and shut the door behind him. He heard the woman fall to the ground inside, bawling, her cries filled with sorrow and pain. He swallowed and felt the panic rise in his chest.

He knew he wouldn’t be home for Christmas.

I'm terribly sorry for this. Worddump. I'll try to write something acceptable now.

[. Delirium .]

Yay for random story!



I'm sorry I couldn't save you......

Wax slowly dripped down the sides of the candles burning luminously in the old church. No one was there to see them...but her. When she breathed, the flames would dance, trying to avoid the fatal winds threatening their lives....so fragile, delicate.

Just like you.....

She rested her hand on the smooth, polished dark oak casket, running her fingers along the intertwining orchids engraved in the old wood.

How did we come to this?

She smiled and choked out a small laugh as tears ran down her scarred face.

What would you think of me now, crying like this?

Her fingers touched the soft, silky petals of the white orchids lying on the casket.

Why did it have to be her, God? Why her?

Story?

[catplushie]

Pet's name: Princess Saphira

Pet's name: Shadow
Princess Saphira walked down the long, lonely halls of the castle she would soon inherit and sighed. "Why must I marry that obnoxious Prince from the other kingdom? He bothers me to no extent. Oh I wis-" she paused as she heard a strange noise coming from her room. She opened the door and saw a black-cloaked figure leaned over he jewelry box, shoving her strands of pearls and diamond earrings into his pockets.
"Excuse me sir, but what are you doing?" she asked calmly although she was being robbed.
The theif dropped the ruby ring he was about to shove into his pocket "Huh? I mean, whats it look like lady? I'm robbin' ya."
"Well, I see that. But-"
"Why do you care, you can just replace them." He looked at her with his deep blue eyes and she stared right back.They stood there, eyes locked and finally, Saphira broke the silence.
"Well, what is your name then Theif?"
"My name is Shadow," the theif declared quite proudly.
"Well, take what you wish, I do not care. I have to marry an obxonious prince in a weeks time and you taking my jewelry couldn't make me any more angry."
"Thank you, Lady." He said,bowed and hopped out the window.
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The next day, he was back.
"What do you want,Theif? You took everything yesterday."
"I have come to see you,Princess. I've been thinking, you dont have to marry that obnoxius prince," he said looking into her eyes," you could run away and live with me."
"Well, that is a reasonable offer. But why would I?"
"Be-because-becuase...I..lve you.So please come with me. We can marry and live far away from here."
"Well, I do believe I will. But one thing."
"Yes, Lady?"
"Take off your cloak, Theif. I want to see what you look like."
So the theif took off his cloak and showed his love his beautiful blue and black fur.
"Is that better, Lady?"
"Yes. You are quite handsome."
"I have one favor though, Lady, please stop calling me Theif,call me by my real name, George."
"As you wish, George. But please call me by my real name."
"Yes, Sapphira, my love."
And paw in paw, they lept out the window and never looked back.

Pet's name: George
Wow, that took a long time -.- I was bored so I wrote this boring story X3

Nice I liked this

Thanks ^^ I actually hate writing but everyone says I'm soooo good at it.

[. Delirium .]

Yay for random story!



I'm sorry I couldn't save you......

Wax slowly dripped down the sides of the candles burning luminously in the old church. No one was there to see them...but her. When she breathed, the flames would dance, trying to avoid the fatal winds threatening their lives....so fragile, delicate.

Just like you.....

She rested her hand on the smooth, polished dark oak casket, running her fingers along the intertwining orchids engraved in the old wood.

How did we come to this?

She smiled and choked out a small laugh as tears ran down her scarred face.

What would you think of me now, crying like this?

Her fingers touched the soft, silky petals of the white orchids lying on the casket.

Why did it have to be her, God? Why her?

Story?

The first snow fall of winter. The first winter that she would be alone. The girl, no more than seven or eight, shivered as she took shelter under the old stone bridge. When she was little, her mother and father would take her sledding out by the village boundaries, and tell her fables of cities where there were no limits. People were free to become what they wanted to be, live their lives as they chose. Her mother even told her once of a time when people chose their own mates, instead of being given one. She had thought her parents were insane, these-these stories were simply atrocious. She thought herself stupid to even, just for one minute, wonder if these tales just might, possibly, be real.

She watched the snow gently blow under the bridge as the wind changed direction. It was almost as if it were forcing her from hiding. The girl knew she was going to die, she was just prolonging the inevitable. They would come for her, and kill her. Because she was supposed to be dead. Her parents were dead. There was no one to take her in, nor did anyone wish to. The Council had sentenced her to be destroyed.

The snow was collecting at her feet. If she stayed any longer, she would be covered by the pristine crystals. Biting down hard as to stop her teeth from chattering, the young girl bravely made her way out from under the bridge. She was going to die, either from the cold or by the merciless hands of the Council. She shook her head. Her parents would have wanted her to run, to save herself. But on the other hand, it would be too painful to let the icy snow freeze her from the outside in.

There were no guards out tonight, it was too cold. Her fingers were immovable, and beginning to turn purple. She couldn't move her lips, nor utter a single sound. The streetlight cast barely enough illumination to dimly light the stone street. She slipped a few times on the ice, but kept shuffling through the storm.

Her father had told her a story once, of a place where the rulers, he called them a government, had actually protected the people. He said that the people had 'rights', whatever those were. Her father was crazy. Rulers kill people, not protect them. He, along with her mother, had found that out the hard way. So did she.

Should I continue?

[twilight sparkle]

"I thought you loved me."
"Why would you think that?"

Story?