Your CS Pet Pairs? :3

[vee.]

PERFECT. -applauds- :3

[Selcouth]

@Vellamore: Aww~ That was so cute. <3 I love Po and all her crazy childishness. Semi-insane characters are the best kinds. Though, I feel sort of bad for poor Dal'tonici. |D;

@RedBlueGreen: I have one word for you, my friend;
Epic.

[BlissfulFarrago]

xD Thank you, I'm glad you guys like my random, strange story-thing. x3

@Vellamore: I just read yours. A bit sad, but brilliant. 8)

[vee.]

@Hoshiko;
Hahahha awhhh thankyouu:) I almost wana write more about the two of them, or take it further ... but I don't know what to do with it xD

@RedBlueGreen;
Thankyouuu:) Hehehe sad stories are my specialty, I think x3
Your story made me happy hahahahahaha

[Toadfoal]

That was cute, I like it! Now I feel like writing one, just for fun.


Swift (m) and Smolder (f)

"Have you come to mock me?" He growled, his voice was stiff and tired. Wounds scarred his back and shoulder, making his strange markings glint crimson. Blood dripped from his fangs, he was undoubtedly dangerous, even injured he could kill easily.

"No." Smolder replied, she did not fear him, even though she should have. "I came to see if you were alright. What they did to you... It wasn't right." Swift was strong, he was handsome too, to Smolder, irresistable. But she hid that well, keeping her eyes carefully blank. The other males had ganged up on him, they feared him so they wanted to destroy him. But Swift was not easy to kill.

"I'm fine!" He snapped, spraying red droplets onto the ground. He'd lost a lot of blood, the mighty warrior was dieing, he couldn't see streight, Smolder was just a blur or orangish red, shimmering like a fire. "Leave, I am ashamed."

But Smolder did not leave. A small smile spread across her face, "No, I don't think I will. But it's alright, you won't have to see me, you won't even know I'm here." She knew he couldn't see her well, his reactions were slowed, and she was quick. She darted around behind him and brought a paw down hard on his head. He yelped, his eyes rolling back, and hit the ground, out cold.

When he opened his eyes, she was gone. Swift groaned, rolling onto his side. He hurt all over, a slow throbbing pain, he could feel his heart beat in his head. But his eyes seemed to adjust slowly, and the throbbing stopped. His eyes darted from side to side as he struggled to sit up. His wounds. He turned to look at himself, spiderwebs covered the worst of them, and a strange sticky substance had been smeared over. *I'm not dead.* He marveled at the situation, realizing it must have been the she-wolf. She'd appeared in his dreams, surrounded by fire but beautiful, like an angel. She had seemed to speak, her mouth moving, but he could not hear the words. He had followed her, she had led him back to the world of the waking, back to life. What was her name? Smolder, now he remembered. It was all coming back, she lived in his pack, he'd never payed much attention to her before though. "I must find a way to thank her." He muttered, standing up shakily.

He must have been sleeping for many hours, her scent had nearly faded, but Swift's nose was keen, he soon picked it up. It would be dangerous to go back, but he couldn't help himself, he felt drawn to her. His paws made little sound as he padded through the thick forest, seeking out this female. If only he could steal her away, start a new pack with her. The sun had begin to move away from the center of the sky by the time he got near where the pack usually stayed, Smolder's scent was stronger here. His tongue hung out and he wagged his tail like a happy puppy, ignoring the pain from his still healing wounds. *I'll see her again!* He thought excitedly. But harsh words made him stop before he could come out of cover. He peered over some ferns curiously.

"His scent. I smell Swift on your fur!" One male barked. Smolder was laying with her stomach pressed against the ground submissivly. She was injured, these males had no mercy, Swift realized. They would even hurt a female if she displeased them. It sickened him. "You are a traitor! TREASON, TREASON, TREASON!" The wolves changed, forming a circle around her. It was the same thing they'd done to Swift, encircled him and then... *NO* He made a move to leap forward, but excruciating pain in his back made him fall to the ground, temporarily parilized. Another wolf had crept up on him from behind and now stood over him. "Ah, Swift has come back." The wolf chuckled, "I think we'll let you go unharmed this time, and make you watch."

Swift closed his eyes, he didn't want to watch. He loved her, he now realized, he couldn't watch her die. When they attacked her she made no move to defend herself, she felt that what she had done, saving Swift, was the right thing to do. She could not have lived with herself had she not, but she only wished she could have seen him well again, just to know. As teeth hit her spinal cord she shrieked involuntarily, a shirek that was cut off quickly.

Swift could do nothing but whisper, "She saved me, and now she's gone."

[Verd]

That was cute, I like it! Now I feel like writing one, just for fun.


Swift (m) and Smolder (f)

"Have you come to mock me?" He growled, his voice was stiff and tired. Wounds scarred his back and shoulder, making his strange markings glint crimson. Blood dripped from his fangs, he was undoubtedly dangerous, even injured he could kill easily.

"No." Smolder replied, she did not fear him, even though she should have. "I came to see if you were alright. What they did to you... It wasn't right." Swift was strong, he was handsome too, to Smolder, irresistable. But she hid that well, keeping her eyes carefully blank. The other males had ganged up on him, they feared him so they wanted to destroy him. But Swift was not easy to kill.

"I'm fine!" He snapped, spraying red droplets onto the ground. He'd lost a lot of blood, the mighty warrior was dieing, he couldn't see streight, Smolder was just a blur or orangish red, shimmering like a fire. "Leave, I am ashamed."

But Smolder did not leave. A small smile spread across her face, "No, I don't think I will. But it's alright, you won't have to see me, you won't even know I'm here." She knew he couldn't see her well, his reactions were slowed, and she was quick. She darted around behind him and brought a paw down hard on his head. He yelped, his eyes rolling back, and hit the ground, out cold.

When he opened his eyes, she was gone. Swift groaned, rolling onto his side. He hurt all over, a slow throbbing pain, he could feel his heart beat in his head. But his eyes seemed to adjust slowly, and the throbbing stopped. His eyes darted from side to side as he struggled to sit up. His wounds. He turned to look at himself, spiderwebs covered the worst of them, and a strange sticky substance had been smeared over. *I'm not dead.* He marveled at the situation, realizing it must have been the she-wolf. She'd appeared in his dreams, surrounded by fire but beautiful, like an angel. She had seemed to speak, her mouth moving, but he could not hear the words. He had followed her, she had led him back to the world of the waking, back to life. What was her name? Smolder, now he remembered. It was all coming back, she lived in his pack, he'd never payed much attention to her before though. "I must find a way to thank her." He muttered, standing up shakily.

He must have been sleeping for many hours, her scent had nearly faded, but Swift's nose was keen, he soon picked it up. It would be dangerous to go back, but he couldn't help himself, he felt drawn to her. His paws made little sound as he padded through the thick forest, seeking out this female. If only he could steal her away, start a new pack with her. The sun had begin to move away from the center of the sky by the time he got near where the pack usually stayed, Smolder's scent was stronger here. His tongue hung out and he wagged his tail like a happy puppy, ignoring the pain from his still healing wounds. *I'll see her again!* He thought excitedly. But harsh words made him stop before he could come out of cover. He peered over some ferns curiously.

"His scent. I smell Swift on your fur!" One male barked. Smolder was laying with her stomach pressed against the ground submissivly. She was injured, these males had no mercy, Swift realized. They would even hurt a female if she displeased them. It sickened him. "You are a traitor! TREASON, TREASON, TREASON!" The wolves changed, forming a circle around her. It was the same thing they'd done to Swift, encircled him and then... *NO* He made a move to leap forward, but excruciating pain in his back made him fall to the ground, temporarily parilized. Another wolf had crept up on him from behind and now stood over him. "Ah, Swift has come back." The wolf chuckled, "I think we'll let you go unharmed this time, and make you watch."

Swift closed his eyes, he didn't want to watch. He loved her, he now realized, he couldn't watch her die. When they attacked her she made no move to defend herself, she felt that what she had done, saving Swift, was the right thing to do. She could not have lived with herself had she not, but she only wished she could have seen him well again, just to know. As teeth hit her spinal cord she shrieked involuntarily, a shirek that was cut off quickly.

Swift could do nothing but whisper, "She saved me, and now she's gone."

LOVE THAT PAIR

Aristotle~*~Sand

Its your classic Love story
Aristotle was disguised and walking throughout the town square. You'd be disguised too, if you were a famous prince. He heard a town maiden singing. He say a sing by her "Will sing for money/food" It was love at 1st sight. She knew she would be his princess. When she say him drop a 20 Teres coin by her pail ($100 in American human money) she gratefully said "Thankl you, very much Sir." When she was finished, she followed him as he walked back to the castle. He knew she was back there. He was glad she was.

When he arrived at the gate, he called them to let it down and whispered to let her enter also.
He didnt want her to know he knew she was there until they entered the throne room.

She went through tens of hundreds of room decorated with the most amazing decor she had ever seen. Diamonds, Emeralds, Rudies, Saphires, even Pearls.


When they arrived at the throne room, she gasped, and he turned around.


"Well, hello there"

"Ummm, heh heh"

" I have known you had been following me for quite some time."

"How"

"I have my ways" he smiled to her.

She walked up to him "then why did you let me in, through all the security halls, through everythign to here"

"Because I love you"

She blushed until her cheeks were as red as roses.

"Will you marry me?" He asked in a calm voice.

"Yes, I will"


And the beautiful couple lived happily ever after.


Sorry its so short x3

[Jeweled]

That was cute, I like it! Now I feel like writing one, just for fun.


Swift (m) and Smolder (f)

"Have you come to mock me?" He growled, his voice was stiff and tired. Wounds scarred his back and shoulder, making his strange markings glint crimson. Blood dripped from his fangs, he was undoubtedly dangerous, even injured he could kill easily.

"No." Smolder replied, she did not fear him, even though she should have. "I came to see if you were alright. What they did to you... It wasn't right." Swift was strong, he was handsome too, to Smolder, irresistable. But she hid that well, keeping her eyes carefully blank. The other males had ganged up on him, they feared him so they wanted to destroy him. But Swift was not easy to kill.

"I'm fine!" He snapped, spraying red droplets onto the ground. He'd lost a lot of blood, the mighty warrior was dieing, he couldn't see streight, Smolder was just a blur or orangish red, shimmering like a fire. "Leave, I am ashamed."

But Smolder did not leave. A small smile spread across her face, "No, I don't think I will. But it's alright, you won't have to see me, you won't even know I'm here." She knew he couldn't see her well, his reactions were slowed, and she was quick. She darted around behind him and brought a paw down hard on his head. He yelped, his eyes rolling back, and hit the ground, out cold.

When he opened his eyes, she was gone. Swift groaned, rolling onto his side. He hurt all over, a slow throbbing pain, he could feel his heart beat in his head. But his eyes seemed to adjust slowly, and the throbbing stopped. His eyes darted from side to side as he struggled to sit up. His wounds. He turned to look at himself, spiderwebs covered the worst of them, and a strange sticky substance had been smeared over. *I'm not dead.* He marveled at the situation, realizing it must have been the she-wolf. She'd appeared in his dreams, surrounded by fire but beautiful, like an angel. She had seemed to speak, her mouth moving, but he could not hear the words. He had followed her, she had led him back to the world of the waking, back to life. What was her name? Smolder, now he remembered. It was all coming back, she lived in his pack, he'd never payed much attention to her before though. "I must find a way to thank her." He muttered, standing up shakily.

He must have been sleeping for many hours, her scent had nearly faded, but Swift's nose was keen, he soon picked it up. It would be dangerous to go back, but he couldn't help himself, he felt drawn to her. His paws made little sound as he padded through the thick forest, seeking out this female. If only he could steal her away, start a new pack with her. The sun had begin to move away from the center of the sky by the time he got near where the pack usually stayed, Smolder's scent was stronger here. His tongue hung out and he wagged his tail like a happy puppy, ignoring the pain from his still healing wounds. *I'll see her again!* He thought excitedly. But harsh words made him stop before he could come out of cover. He peered over some ferns curiously.

"His scent. I smell Swift on your fur!" One male barked. Smolder was laying with her stomach pressed against the ground submissivly. She was injured, these males had no mercy, Swift realized. They would even hurt a female if she displeased them. It sickened him. "You are a traitor! TREASON, TREASON, TREASON!" The wolves changed, forming a circle around her. It was the same thing they'd done to Swift, encircled him and then... *NO* He made a move to leap forward, but excruciating pain in his back made him fall to the ground, temporarily parilized. Another wolf had crept up on him from behind and now stood over him. "Ah, Swift has come back." The wolf chuckled, "I think we'll let you go unharmed this time, and make you watch."

Swift closed his eyes, he didn't want to watch. He loved her, he now realized, he couldn't watch her die. When they attacked her she made no move to defend herself, she felt that what she had done, saving Swift, was the right thing to do. She could not have lived with herself had she not, but she only wished she could have seen him well again, just to know. As teeth hit her spinal cord she shrieked involuntarily, a shirek that was cut off quickly.

Swift could do nothing but whisper, "She saved me, and now she's gone."

It's my time of the month and so this makes me want to cry. Very sad but very good!

[katherinealka]

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/accounts ... erid=76844

Newest couple<3(:

They don't really have a story, so lets just say that fate brought them together xDDD

I really need to stop watching Lost. Teehee.

[sabbetin]

Aude and Chelvish
The story of two very confused guinea pigs.

I hopped along the shore, surveying the beautiful view. Then I saw something small and furry flapping in the water. I came closer and saw a narwhal.

"Are you a narwhal!?" I asked in amazement. So that's
what they looked like! I thought.

I looked up from my exemplary swimming to a voice. I saw a small furry creature with purple ears and buck teeth. I realized that this must be one of the bunnies I'd heard about!

"Yes," I answered. "And you're a bunny?"

"Uh-huh," I answered the narwhal. "I'm Chelvish."

"I'm Aude," I told him happily. A momentary lull occured.

"I love you," I told her.

"Really?" I gasped happily. "I love you, too!"

So with a jump and a swish, the two lovebirds...er...love...creatures...ventured into the sunset.

xD I'm not really sure what I was thinking.

Aww, I've thought about this same pairing :3

[katherinealka]

That was cute, I like it! Now I feel like writing one, just for fun.


Swift (m) and Smolder (f)

"Have you come to mock me?" He growled, his voice was stiff and tired. Wounds scarred his back and shoulder, making his strange markings glint crimson. Blood dripped from his fangs, he was undoubtedly dangerous, even injured he could kill easily.

"No." Smolder replied, she did not fear him, even though she should have. "I came to see if you were alright. What they did to you... It wasn't right." Swift was strong, he was handsome too, to Smolder, irresistable. But she hid that well, keeping her eyes carefully blank. The other males had ganged up on him, they feared him so they wanted to destroy him. But Swift was not easy to kill.

"I'm fine!" He snapped, spraying red droplets onto the ground. He'd lost a lot of blood, the mighty warrior was dieing, he couldn't see streight, Smolder was just a blur or orangish red, shimmering like a fire. "Leave, I am ashamed."

But Smolder did not leave. A small smile spread across her face, "No, I don't think I will. But it's alright, you won't have to see me, you won't even know I'm here." She knew he couldn't see her well, his reactions were slowed, and she was quick. She darted around behind him and brought a paw down hard on his head. He yelped, his eyes rolling back, and hit the ground, out cold.

When he opened his eyes, she was gone. Swift groaned, rolling onto his side. He hurt all over, a slow throbbing pain, he could feel his heart beat in his head. But his eyes seemed to adjust slowly, and the throbbing stopped. His eyes darted from side to side as he struggled to sit up. His wounds. He turned to look at himself, spiderwebs covered the worst of them, and a strange sticky substance had been smeared over. *I'm not dead.* He marveled at the situation, realizing it must have been the she-wolf. She'd appeared in his dreams, surrounded by fire but beautiful, like an angel. She had seemed to speak, her mouth moving, but he could not hear the words. He had followed her, she had led him back to the world of the waking, back to life. What was her name? Smolder, now he remembered. It was all coming back, she lived in his pack, he'd never payed much attention to her before though. "I must find a way to thank her." He muttered, standing up shakily.

He must have been sleeping for many hours, her scent had nearly faded, but Swift's nose was keen, he soon picked it up. It would be dangerous to go back, but he couldn't help himself, he felt drawn to her. His paws made little sound as he padded through the thick forest, seeking out this female. If only he could steal her away, start a new pack with her. The sun had begin to move away from the center of the sky by the time he got near where the pack usually stayed, Smolder's scent was stronger here. His tongue hung out and he wagged his tail like a happy puppy, ignoring the pain from his still healing wounds. *I'll see her again!* He thought excitedly. But harsh words made him stop before he could come out of cover. He peered over some ferns curiously.

"His scent. I smell Swift on your fur!" One male barked. Smolder was laying with her stomach pressed against the ground submissivly. She was injured, these males had no mercy, Swift realized. They would even hurt a female if she displeased them. It sickened him. "You are a traitor! TREASON, TREASON, TREASON!" The wolves changed, forming a circle around her. It was the same thing they'd done to Swift, encircled him and then... *NO* He made a move to leap forward, but excruciating pain in his back made him fall to the ground, temporarily parilized. Another wolf had crept up on him from behind and now stood over him. "Ah, Swift has come back." The wolf chuckled, "I think we'll let you go unharmed this time, and make you watch."

Swift closed his eyes, he didn't want to watch. He loved her, he now realized, he couldn't watch her die. When they attacked her she made no move to defend herself, she felt that what she had done, saving Swift, was the right thing to do. She could not have lived with herself had she not, but she only wished she could have seen him well again, just to know. As teeth hit her spinal cord she shrieked involuntarily, a shirek that was cut off quickly.

Swift could do nothing but whisper, "She saved me, and now she's gone."

:[ Very sad... I cried myself. Poor Swift..