Your CS Pet Pairs? :3

[qachel54]

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Ofspring:

[Adelle]

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Ofspring:

Dude, that's awesome! ^.^

[albinoBroccoli]

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Ofspring:

Dude, that's awesome! ^.^

Totally. 8D

Yo Sunny-Chan, haven't seen you in a while! ^^

[MoonfallTheFox]

Okay pair tiiime(:

I had to do this, just had to. They aren't complete yet, I have a few more items to get. Me and my Hellsing love.

Master Alucard and Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing.

And my lovelies:

Frost Song and Silent Stone

Thunder roared and lighnting crackled as Frost Song drew her head back beneath the rock overhang under which she had chosen to shelter for the night. Rain lashed at the mountains and streamed down the walls of her hiding place, but she was drier here than she would have been outside. She curled her tail around her belly, trying to rest. Some time later, there was a resounding bang, and she bolted to her feet, roaring. She heard a crunch, like bones breaking, and her stomach leapt to her throat as the floor fell from beneath her. The stone was searing where the bolt had hit, and she slid across it, getting burned badly across her face and side. She fell from the ledge, plummeting below the debris. She tried to open her wings, and the left one snapped full of air like a sail. The right had dissapated completly in the onslaught of air-it had been badly burned. The bones were worthless in flight, and her good wing, still working, spun her like a top, over and over again. Her tail grasped at the raindrops, but found nothing to hang upon. Frost's breathing was laboured from the burns, and she blacked out, crumpling in the wind.

Silent Stone woke groggily, the bang having disrupted his sleep. He hauled himself to his feet, sinew throbbing in his legs, and stalked to the entrance of his cave. He saw a white dragon falling, and before his better judgement could take over, dove into the storm.

The wind tossed him through the air like a toy, and it took every muscle to keep flying. Willpower overcame the storm, and he plunged toward the doomed dragon, claws outstretched. Stone's talons clenched in an instinctive response, and he felt them close into flesh. He reached his head down, grabbing the other dragon roughly by her shoulder, and hoisting her head behind his. Her tail floated behind him like a kite as he battled back to the cave.

Stone landed roughly at the opening, trampling the white dragon; thankfully she was unharmed. The walls of his home glittered eerily in the lightning reflecting from the other dragon's smooth armour. He drug the still body into the far chamer and lay her on a pile of collected treasure, then sat above her, watching for life. As he was dozing off, the white dragon jumped up.


Frost leapt up, screeching and slashing at the air. She roared and felt her claws connect, and a large...well, something, went crashing to the ground. She twitched nervously and observed her surroundings.

So this is the land of the dead..

She turned in alarm at a sound behind her, noting worriedly that there was a storm in the dead world, too. A grey dragon stood behind her, a gash on his nose bleeding slowly. She growled defensivly, "Step away, whatever you are."


Stone looked at her, shocked, and said, "I'm a grey dragon. You must've hit your head."
Frost howled at him and clawed his nose again.
Stone's eyes went wide in shock, and he gurgled past the blood, "My name is Silent Music Of The Stones. I'm not dead. Nor are you."
Frost' eyes slitted, and she grumbled unintelligabley, curling up to sleep. Stone curled beside her, hoping she wouldn't mind.


Frost was woken the next morning by a wet ensation on her nose. She flew fromt he ground, biting. The grey dragon stumbled away, looking hurt. She laughed, "Oh, it was just you."

She had found her home at last.




Sorry for the long story. (:

[albinoBroccoli]

Coolio. 8D

[qittenpie]

Scarecrow x Idun

He blew impatiently out of his mouth, staring out into the pouring rain. He'd only been gone from the Redstone Valley for a week, but he still missed the place. Hamish did his best to lead their little band, but the only results Scarecrow could see were bad. The whole pack was wet and shivering, even the fiery-tempered Damon and the thick-pelted Sharpsnow. He looked a little guiltily at his sister, Cherry. She wouldn't even be out here, in this wet, if he and Spyke hadn't chosen to follow Hamish. He wished he were still back in the valley, in the warm caves, with the pack.

Scarecrow hated Hamish a little bit now. Once, the mossy-pelted wolf had seemed to be the best in the world. Now his firm opinions and beliefs had gotten them all banished from the Redstone Pack. He scowled and stood up to pace, shaking the thick fur from his eyes. Cherry padded over and watched him for a moment, sadly.

"Scarecrow, stop blaming yourself. I would have followed, even if you hadn't asked me to come along. You're my brother...I can't let you and Spyke have all the fun," she said, a little mischeivious glint entering her eyes. A fresh breeze blew in more freezing rain, and suddenly she began shivering violently (along with the rest of Hamish's pack.) With a furious bark, Scarecrow ran out of the cave. He couldn't stand watching his sister freeze to death, couldn't stand being helpless.

He ran through the rain for who-knows-how-long. He ran as it gradually turned to hail, and then to sleet. He ran even as it began to snow, tiny flakes gently swirling past his face. Finally, he collapsed, panting heavily. Scarecrow didn't have the energy to keep going, and just lay there as snow slowly began covering him. He dozed lightly, waking up to the jingle of harnesses and the yells of a human. Bi-colored eyes opened slowly, to find the source of the noise. He stared in amazement at the sight of a dogsled bounding through the snow. He was particularly entranced by one young husky, who ran gracefully in the 'Swing' position.

Scarecrow rose, shaking snow from his fur, to watch the dogteam as they ran away, towards a small shack and kennel by the edge of a forest. Then he followed, detirmined to find out what the white husky's name was. He hid by the woodstack until night, watching as the huskies paced and played. Finally, he crept forward, towards the solo pen the young female was in. One of the male huskies watched him for a moment, before ignoring him. The rest of the huskies seemed to follow the lead, totally ignoring the young wolf.

He crept up to the chainlink fence surrounding the young female, and pawed it lightly. She shrank away, watching Scarecrow with fearful eyes.

"It's okay," he said hoarsly, "I...I won't hurt you. My name is Scarecrow. What're you called?"

"Idun," she answered carefully. "The master named me after the Norse goddess of youth." and apples, she added silently, but she wasn't about to tell HIM that. "I...I'm pleased to make your aquentance. Would...would you like to spend the night? It's going to turn into a blizzard out there..."

Their Puppies:

Aquia, Voldrun, and Midge

[antler apathy]

Okay pair tiiime(:

I had to do this, just had to. They aren't complete yet, I have a few more items to get. Me and my Hellsing love.

Master Alucard and Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing.

I totally agree with this pair.

[albinoBroccoli]

Scarecrow x Idun

He blew impatiently out of his mouth, staring out into the pouring rain. He'd only been gone from the Redstone Valley for a week, but he still missed the place. Hamish did his best to lead their little band, but the only results Scarecrow could see were bad. The whole pack was wet and shivering, even the fiery-tempered Damon and the thick-pelted Sharpsnow. He looked a little guiltily at his sister, Cherry. She wouldn't even be out here, in this wet, if he and Spyke hadn't chosen to follow Hamish. He wished he were still back in the valley, in the warm caves, with the pack.

Scarecrow hated Hamish a little bit now. Once, the mossy-pelted wolf had seemed to be the best in the world. Now his firm opinions and beliefs had gotten them all banished from the Redstone Pack. He scowled and stood up to pace, shaking the thick fur from his eyes. Cherry padded over and watched him for a moment, sadly.

"Scarecrow, stop blaming yourself. I would have followed, even if you hadn't asked me to come along. You're my brother...I can't let you and Spyke have all the fun," she said, a little mischeivious glint entering her eyes. A fresh breeze blew in more freezing rain, and suddenly she began shivering violently (along with the rest of Hamish's pack.) With a furious bark, Scarecrow ran out of the cave. He couldn't stand watching his sister freeze to death, couldn't stand being helpless.

He ran through the rain for who-knows-how-long. He ran as it gradually turned to hail, and then to sleet. He ran even as it began to snow, tiny flakes gently swirling past his face. Finally, he collapsed, panting heavily. Scarecrow didn't have the energy to keep going, and just lay there as snow slowly began covering him. He dozed lightly, waking up to the jingle of harnesses and the yells of a human. Bi-colored eyes opened slowly, to find the source of the noise. He stared in amazement at the sight of a dogsled bounding through the snow. He was particularly entranced by one young husky, who ran gracefully in the 'Swing' position.

Scarecrow rose, shaking snow from his fur, to watch the dogteam as they ran away, towards a small shack and kennel by the edge of a forest. Then he followed, detirmined to find out what the white husky's name was. He hid by the woodstack until night, watching as the huskies paced and played. Finally, he crept forward, towards the solo pen the young female was in. One of the male huskies watched him for a moment, before ignoring him. The rest of the huskies seemed to follow the lead, totally ignoring the young wolf.

He crept up to the chainlink fence surrounding the young female, and pawed it lightly. She shrank away, watching Scarecrow with fearful eyes.

"It's okay," he said hoarsly, "I...I won't hurt you. My name is Scarecrow. What're you called?"

"Idun," she answered carefully. "The master named me after the Norse goddess of youth." and apples, she added silently, but she wasn't about to tell HIM that. "I...I'm pleased to make your aquentance. Would...would you like to spend the night? It's going to turn into a blizzard out there..."

Their Puppies:

Aquia, Voldrun, and Midge

I was going to do something like this, except on of their pups would be Scarecrow's mate. ^^

[qittenpie]

@Firestar398: Great minds think alike, eh? XD. Who would be the mom, for yours? (or dad. Cx )

[albinoBroccoli]

I would pick the first one. :3

And I've already paired Midnight with my Flourish, So White+Black wolves equals something like a whole ton of choices. Black, white, black and white, gray, gray and white, gray and black. XD