Pound
Pet #: 1
Why you want this pet: because it have my favorite color - blue. I love getting blue adoptables <3
Pound
Pet #:
[1]
Why you want this pet:
[I really like the color blue, and I will always atleast tryout for anything that has blue on it. ^^ Second, she is really pretty and really like how, despite her bold colors, she is shy and quiet Swaerflie. ]
Short Story:
She padded slowly through the silent forest. The afternoon sunlight sent dappling shadows along her back as it cut through the leaves. Her eyes moved scanned the area infront of her and her nostrils flared for any unknown scents, but she knew she was alone. She was always alone. Truthfully, she didn't mind. Other creatures made her terribly nervous, and even just trying to talk to them made butterflies appear in her stomach. She felt weak and useless, overshadowed and alone when she was with others, but here. Here she felt herself. A smiled formed on her normally hidden face as she stepped into her clearing.
It was a beautiful sight to behold. A field of a variety of flowers spread before her. Daisies, buttercups, and daffodiles sprung from every scrap of earth. Ivy and honeysuckle clung to the trees and rock. A clear spring filled with the sweetest of water cut the clearing in half, and trickled by with brilliant natural music. She took a deep breath, enjoying the scents of her hideout. Who need others to enjoy this little paradise? She certaintly didn't. Slowly she padded foward, her tail wagging back and forth like she was ecstatic pup again. She took a deep breath and sighed softly. This was the life.
Her paws steps landed softly and gently as she padded through the velvety grass, her bright eyes reflected the colors of the field, and shone with happiness and joy that could make the sun dim. She did a little hopskip, her wings fluttering happily and she yipped happily. However, her excitement and joy did not go unnoticed.
Silver eyes peered at her through the darkness of a holly bush. They seemed cold and distant, but revealed almost no emotion. Slowly, a large, male swaerflie padded out of the dark leaves of the bush, the prickles of the leaves didn't even bother him as they tugged his fur. His pawsteps were not as gentle or quiet as the female's and his approach was quickly noticed by the blue and green female.
Sarena quickly faced the bigger male. He was tan, dark brown and white, and all the colors blotted his body in a variety of patches. He was large and muscled, and seemed to be a little scarred. His ear had a nick missing and his delicate dragonfly wings were scratched and broken. But the one thing that she noticed above else was his eyes. They were a stormy grey color, but they felt as if they sucked all the warmth, all the happiness the little field had normally given to her. She even shivered in the midday heat as his gaze met her's. He opened his maw, showing his sharp white teeth and spoke. "What are you doing in my field?" His voice was harsh and held a hint of a growl.
[Dun dun dun. Cliff hanger. :3 I may finish it later if I do get her.]
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