Your CS Pet Pairs? :3

[albinoBroccoli]

Well, since a lot of people like my last pet pair (Thanks! :3), I decided to do another one.

(Aqua Luff, female) and (Dusk, male)

I liked the transition between the colors on the both of them. Yet, again, story coming. :3

I love how it's dark to light, light to dark. Can't wait for a story, and their pups would be awesome. 8D

Masozi ---------- and ---------- Pastel

~February 3rd, 1502~
I have been told all my life that love is a mortal's toy. If this is true, then why does my heart quicken when I see the moonlight reflect from her pale eyes? And why do I feel as if all is right when I hear her gentle pawsteps on the tile of the halls? I am a pheonix, a child of the eternal flame, she is merely life for a short time, one who Death will claim one day. I can have no relation to those clad in rags of slavery, who's chain is held by mortal bounds, for it spells death for the immortal. Would I really give this gift of life for her? Though I may say I would not, my heart shall still argue. But, she is disturbed by me, I hate to admit it, but perhaps I am too much. My kind has been known to feast on hers, but not I, I preffer creatures with scales. Scales add a delicious crunch- Argh! Why must my accursed brain always stray to food and fights? I shall be thinking of my father the Sun and suddenly turn to fantasies of ripping flesh! I can never convince her I can be gentle if I cannot convince myself. What is wrong with me! Curse these soul-less black eyes, this heart of fire, these thoughts of hate! Father Sun destroy me now! She thinks me a fate worse than death!
Wait! She approaches, is that not her soft breathing echoing through the silent corridors? Yes, there is her delicately swirled pelt of mint.

Masozi shut the journal and slid it beneath the book shelf as his sensitive ears picked up noise in the marble hallways. Scarcely a moment had passed since he'd heard her than had an unhappy face appeared silouetted in the arched golden doorway,
"Master Masozi, do you need anything?" her voice was think with discomfort and she shied away from the entry as soon as he stood. This, of course, troubled the pheonix dog which, in turn, disturbed him more when he found that he was troubled by her. He slowly shook his head and she turned to leave with out waiting for him to speak. Masozi bounded to the door and looked after her pale figure, which had now broken into a run,
"Wait! Please, come back here!" the mortal dog skidded to a halt and if he could have seen her clenching her teeth with her eyes shut tight in fustration he would have been quite upset. Of course, he did not see this, and a strained smile was upon her face as she slowly made her way back to him,
"Yes Master Masozi." Her snarled question came through with a fake, warped grin and a set of narrowed pink eyes
"Sit with me please Pastel. And please do not call me master, you are my father's slave, not mine." He seated himself upon a woven mat and gestured to the place beside him with a paw. She did not sit, instead Pastel backed towards the door, a real grin upon her face,
"Well, dear Masozi, as you have just said yourself, I am not your servant. I take no orders from you." Masozi jumped from his seat, a desperate look on his face,
"Please, it is not an order! Just sit, it is all I ask!" his pitch black eyes would have shone with a pleading if they could have.
"Acctually, I think I'll go take a break on the other side of the palace." His heart fell as she gave her reply with sly smile before turning and bounding off down the hall.

Eh, I'll write more later.

Beautiful, I love it so far. I can't wait to see what happens.

[iPawki]

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Fraise ------------------------------ Riddler

I'll soon make a story. XD

Before I met her, I didn't know parents existed.
For me, people just appeared in the world, creating by Sky and Earth, created by Water and Fire. Created by Nature. Nature and her four children created the world. That is the legend I live by.

My world was a living hell, a living chaos. I am immortal. I am Riddler.
Every now and then, a confused traveler will end up in my universe: Netherfable. And through the years I have heard of wonderful things; I have heard of fire, or rivers, and of parents, but to me, parents have always been a legend. A tale to make us forget that it is indeed Nature that created us.
And then she appeared. Her eyes were as beautiful as a ripe strawberry, and her fur was a coated pink and red, blended together to make a breath-taking color. Intricate designs flowed over her, but I knew that I could never like her.

Why? If I liked her, If I loved her, I would lose my immortal power. As always, I must greet the passenger with a riddle. If they don't answer it correctly, they tell me everything. If they do, they go back to the Earth.
Netherfable has two sides. One side is ruled by me, and it is a deep black with striking flames of red fire. The sky is not visible here, and yet an ashen ceiling towers over me. Netherfable has an interesting sign, the crossed out zero that I wear proudly on my left leg.

I pad up to her, and she stares at me with fierceness and determination. She is petite and looks delicate, but no fear radiates from her. "I was told to come here," She whispered, shaking the dust of her fur.

The dust flies of her fur and becomes a firefly, an intricate golden firefly with swirls of blue dust that blows and whispers. "Greetings, Lord Riddler." He murmured vaguely, his voice deep and uneven.
"Lord Falsifr?" I ask in slight surprise.

"Yes. Fraise is to be your companion." He barked solemnly, and then he was gone.

We lived without exchanging words. But then, one day, she suddenly whispered, "I miss my parents." Parents. The words echoed in my ear, like an oath or an echo.
"And who were your parents?" I question.

"Biscuit and Citron." She mewed absentmindedly, licking her paw with melancholy. The nostalgic look in her eyes was obvious. "They were great people. Biscuit, my father has this intense, dark eyes." I look at her eyes. They were also intense and dark. "He was brown and his coat was always shiny and groomed. My mother, Citron, was like a lemon drop. Sweet and sour at the same time. I suppose she got her name from that. Citron- lemon in french."

I watch her speak with fascination. She's never spoken to me so freely, and I feel as though I can trust her. "I have no parents," I admit.
"Really? Then do you have flaws?" Fraise asked, almost as though she is hoping for a yes. The question catches me by surprise.
"Of course I do. If I didn't, then I would be living on the other side of Netherfable, the one with white clouds and a sky and angels with white feathers." I snap warily.

"I suppose that's a good thing," She says with a sigh. "How?" I growl, my light eyes lighting up, almost with curiosity.

"Because if you have flaws, you can always improve. You can't sit around all day sighing," I hear Fraise whisper. I suppose she's right. For once. She's right.



I'll continue later.

[Desmond]

Head, meet desk. :3

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Luck (M) + Ireland (F)

<3, even if she's not grown yet.

[vee.]

@Rainpelt;
Ooohhh I like it ! Poor little Masozi:(

@Daydreamer;
Oohh another immortal story:) I like this one too, and I love those dogs haha d:

[Rainpelt]

Firestar- Thank you :3 I'm not so sure what will happen my self, I know what I want to happen, but that doesn't always work out.

Daydreamer- Oh wow, I love the detail you've put in there :)

3B- I really like that pair, those would be pretty lion cubs ;)

Vellamore- Thanks :D I really like Masozi, I just don't think anything good ever happens to my favorites in stories XD

[vee.]

Vellamore- Thanks I really like Masozi, I just don't think anything good ever happens to my favorites in stories XD

Bahahahahaa I usually end up having my favourite characters die in the end xD or I make something go totally wrong just to watch my little characters squirm ...

It's ironic how ... cruel I am with my writing . Cause in real life, I'm a total marshmallow, and it absolutely destroys me to see someone getting hurt xD My brain is a strange place .. hahahaha .

EDIT;
Back on topic ... I want this puppy to groww so I can pair it off D: I have plans for it !! Soooo beautiful !!!

[Rainpelt]

Xd I'm a squishy marshmellow too, I acctually started crying today in class (embarassing ) though not because I was sad or anything. The guy behind me was ramming his desk into my chair and knocking over my pile of books and being a complete jerk, so I turned around and shoved his desk, which pushed him into the book shelf in the back of the class room. Luckily the teacher was out of the room at the moment, but I started crying 'cause I thought i hurt him and didnt mean to XD

And, back on topic, my new pair :3 *points down*

Trimaveran ---------- and ---------- Levita

[Selcouth]

It's ironic how ... cruel I am with my writing . Cause in real life, I'm a total marshmallow, and it absolutely destroys me to see someone getting hurt xD My brain is a strange place .. hahahaha .

Ahahaha, I'm the same way~ |D It kills me to hurt other people, or see them getting hurt. But I'm evil to my characters. c: {Or any characters that I may be writing for.}
And I have biiiig plans for that pup, too. <3

@Daydreamer: I really like the setting, and the few last lines were so sweet. :3 I hope you continue soon!

@Rainpelt: Poor Masozi~ I always torture my favorites, as well. Great job- I hope to see more, soon!

[iBrevity]

Frett ♂ xxx Haniel ♀

All I could seem to think of is how bad my heart hurt.
She looked at me with her soul shining through her eyes, and the tiny pieces fell out in the shape of frigid tears. They slid down her perfect cheeks in rivulets and I wanted so bad to lick them off her innocent face, but I couldn't. For some reason, I couldn't move.
She swallowed back a wail and stepped back away from me. I paused, confused at this. I could barely remember this girl, and the only memory I could seem to pull in was her name. I took this weapon from my mind and weilded it, opening my mouth.
"...please don't leave, Haniel."
My words seemed to wound her. She winced and her gaze dropped. I could no longer see her face, but there was the smallest increase on the tears that slammed into the ground below her paws. My world was raining salty storms, and I had no umbrella from it. Every time one skittered across the soil a brief pulse made my toes clench in pain.

As she crawled over to me, I realized something that I had not before. Her hind legs were not operating like they should; she was literally dragging her way to my side. I was confused, as everything seemed foggy; who would hurt my perfect little Haniel? When she reached my side, I buried my face into her stomach.
Her eyes were glassed over in terror and pain and I tried to smoothe it away be gently beginning to groom her. My body felt like it had been incinerated. I did not understand how I could still be alive and hurt so bad.
When she grew cold against me and her breathing hitched before dwindling away, I was too far gone to know. I leaned over and gently lay a cold whiskery kiss against her shoulder. "Sleep well, Haniel."

The next day I was taken to the vet. I remember them saying that rat poisoning had snuck into our food; they are doing a massive recall. I had not eaten enough to be too negatively effected.
Haniel did not make it through the night, and when I emerged from surgery three days later, I could swear I could hear her gentle laughter in my ears. If I focus my gaze on one solid point sometimes and pretend to be looking directly at it, sometimes, maybe, I can see her glossy white angel wings out of the corner of my eyes.

[Fluffmuffler]

Tiger (♂) and Peachfur (♀)

I might think of a story later

I made a story type thing for them at last!
Tiger:
Her fur, soft and creamy with splashes of white, her paws, small and delicate, her ears, soft and fine, her nose, cute and velvety, her eyes, so blue and so gentle, her voice, soft and smooth as silk. She was beautiful and kind in every way, she never thought bad of anyone, even the most horrible of people and animals. The simple twitch of her whiskers, or a flick of her tail, sent my heart fluttering, when she looked at me with those pools of blue, I felt my heart skip a beat, when she would talk to me, I could just get lost in that beautiful voice. To me, she was the world, she made me stumble and stutter and feel like I’ve never felt before. She was, indeed, my true love.

Peachfur:
His fur, orange as flame, striped with deep brown. His eyes were as yellow as topaz. He was strong and lean and known for his fighting skills, most feared him, and avoided him, to me, he was a teddy bear, someone you could talk to when your feeling down, someone to snuggle next to when your cold, someone who would show you the world if you asked him to. His deep purr made me shiver, in a good way!, his gentle eyes made me feel safe and secure, his warm fur made me want to snuggle just a little bit closer to him. The way he looked at me and spoke to me, it made me want to be with him all the time, to follow him everywhere he went, to see what the world was like, outside of a garden fence. I’ve never felt so loved and cared for. And I knew, I loved him with all my heart and always would."