Your CS Pet Pairs? :3

[~7-Up~]

Lilja~ & Quilt~

Puppy Love
Part 1

Everyone gather's around a mother and her two pups, resting. Coo's are heard, as the newborns open there eyes to the world, seeing many new faces. The female hides in her mothers fur, afraid of the faces. One wolf giggles and smiles at the two pups, playing around and nuzzling with there mother. The mother smiles at her pups, and then at everyone else. "Thankyou all. Coming here for my newborns birth is very appreciated! Thankyou all very much.." The mother says quietly, whispering at the end. "Whats there names?' A male wolf from the back of the crowd yells. The mother looks down and nudges the female. "This lady is Lilja." The mother says proudly, holding her head high. "And, this one is Osprey." She says, licking his head. The leader of the pack finally comes, and smiles at the pups. "Come now everyone, let us give this mother some rest. It is very late anyways!" The leader says, announcing from behind the mother. Everyone finally clears, and much talk is heard about the pups. Finally, the night grows silent, and the family sleeps silently.

"Come on, Osprey, i bet you can't catch me!" Lilja giggled, running from her brother in the meadow they were born in. Osprey laughed, and started running. "Can too catch you!" Osprey chuckled, close beind his sister. Lilja trips, and laughs as she hit's the grass. Osprey laughed, and tackled her. "Told you i could!" Osprey laughed. Lilja giggled, and pushed him off. "Lilja! Osprey! Theres someone here id like to introduce you with!" Their mother calls from the den not far. The pups look at eachother and grin. They run back to the den, a twinkle in there eye, thinking it was there father they were going to meet for the first time ever since they were pups. They run in the den, and see there mother with a male pup. Osprey tilts his head, as Lilja stares blankly at the pup. His fur looked so vibrant and soft, his eye were so graceful, and his markings; his marking's of stars and moons caught her attention quickly. "Hi!" The new pup greets, wagging his fluffy tail. "H-Hi!" Lilja grins. Osprey looked back at his sister, with a questionable look on his face. he rolled his eyes. "Hi. Im Osprey, and this is my sister li-" "Lilja." Lilja cut's Osprey off.The pup smiled. "You guys go run along outside now!" There mother insisted with a smile.

Months had passed, and Lilja and Quilt were great friends. Half of the time, Lilja forgot about Osprey, and left him, walking with Quilt. Osprey always sighed, and knew he was loosing his sister to the new pup. One day, while a storm was about to come, Lilja and Osprey were swimming in the lake. Lilja giggled as Osprey splashed her with water. Lilja dunked herself under, and pulled Osprey down. Osprey came back up, laughing. Lilja laughed too. "Im a bit cold. Ill watch you from the shore!" Lilja smiled to her brother, swimming to the land. "Okay!" Osprey said, continuing to swim. After a while, the rain started to pour. Osprey thought nothing of it, and didn't really know of how much danger he was in. Osprey then finally saw that it was pouring down hard, and tried to swim back, but the rain was to hard to swim through. "Help!" Osprey said, but the rain covered his voice. Lilja squinnted her eyes. "Come on osprey! I think you should coem abck now!" She yelled, worriedly. Osprey only heard mumbles. "Help!" he cried again. Osprey tried to swim back once more, and finally reached the shore. Lilja gasped, and ran to her brother. The mud on the shore was very slippery. Osprey whined, as he was being dragged back into the lake. He pulled himself up again, but the mud was to slippery, and he got pulled into the water, invisible. Lilja screamed. "Osprey!" She yelled, but she didn't see him anywhere. She started crying. "Osprey.." She whispered. the storm finally cleared, and Quilt caming running to Lilja's side, seeing her all damp and wet, sadly sitting and sobbing by the lake side. Lilja looked up at Quilt. "He left me.." She cried, in a whispered tone. Quilt opened his mouth, without saying anything, and then licked her cheek. "Ill never leave you.." He whispered.

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Phew! That took forever! Anyways, this is just a sad beginning, about these two newborns name Lilja and Osprey, who were best friends until this other pup named quilt came, and stole Lilja's heart. And then a freak storm came, and Osprey sadly drowned. Sad beginning D=

Anyways, here are the characters so far:
Lilja (up above ^)
Osprey:

Quilt (seen above ^)
The mother (Riley):


And..yeah. Lol. Anyways, if anyone likes it, i shall continue! =D
Tell me what you think ^^ (sorry for the HUGE psot xD)

[Elphie]

Vesper and Sabina

Vesper was your average pup, born to a pair of average pair of shelter dogs. He was adopted as an infant by a a woman, a pianist of the New York Philharmonic. Because of this, Vesper was raised in a fancy home filled with music. He used to watch the other pups from the window, perched on the piano bench. His owner seemed to understand his curiosity, but always said to never mind the other pups, the street vermin. But Vesper was curious, he wanted to be free, be allowed to go outside and play in the dirt. He got his wish when his owner vanished. For a good few days, nobody fed him, nobody came… He was faced with the situation to get out of the house and onto the streets, or to starve within the apartment’s walls. So, he broke out and sought the help of the street pack.

Vesper was an outcast immediately. The other pups were bigger than him, more street wise and he was just a prim, little pushover. So he was a loner in the street pack. He ignored them, they ignored him but eventually one of the pups his age caught his attention, a lovely Irish Setter mix by the name of Sabina. Sabina was the alpha’s daughter and a mystery to a lot of the pack. She was quiet, elegant and didn’t talk to most people, except the other pups she hung around with. The ‘popular’ pups, the ones that were destined to be great. Of course, Vesper was not in that group. He didn’t have the size, or skills to be figured as one of the best. So he continued his existence alone, though he watched Sabina out of the corner of his eye for a long time. He bided his time to speak to her, after all, why would anyone want to talk to him?

But… He did eventually catch her attention. They were just shy of adults at the time, and it is one of Vesper’s fondest memories.

The pack was on it’s usual rounds by the city dump, looking for rats and other small food sources. Vesper was wandering alone, a ways behind the pack. He wasn’t hungry, therefore wasn’t looking for food like everyone else. Instead he was looking for pieces of his past, human objects. He ‘d already found a bandana and managed to get it around his neck. He’d always worn bandanas as a pup, and loved having one back. Next he found the most astounding thing. An old stand-up piano. Of course, his mind snapped back to memories of sitting on his master’s lap as she played music. He hopped up on his back paws, let his front paws hit the keys. He wasn’t exactly human, so he couldn’t play well… But by pressing some keys with his paws he made his own music. He stayed there for hours, eventually he noticed his pack was gone when it was getting dark around him. He didn’t bother going to look for them, he didn’t belong there anyway. He continued playing the piano, not noticing his company until she cleared her throat. He dropped to four paws and whipped around, a snarl itching in his throat. The snarl died when his misty eyes fell on the gorgeous, orange-coated female.

“Oh. Sabina… Sorry.” He said quickly, lowering his body as he folded his ears back out of respect. “I didn’t realize it was you.” He added. The female hopped down to where he was, bumping his head up with the tip of her muzzle, silently telling him to raise to his full height again. He did as she asked, raising his head to watch her as her graceful form moved towards the piano.

“How did you know it could make such beautiful sounds…?” She asked him, glancing over her shoulder at him before she perched upright like he had, pressing a few keys down with her paws. Vesper blinked in surprise, but moved to sit beside her, keeping all four paws on the ground.

“My human owner… She played one.” He replied, watching her as she pressed a few more down out of curiosity. She kept her gaze on the piano then slowly moved down to sit beside him, cocking her head slowly.

“Your name is Vesper, yes?” She asked him, blinking her blue eyes delicately.

Shall I continue….?

[Sad Café]

Vesper and Sabina

Vesper was your average pup, born to a pair of average pair of shelter dogs. He was adopted as an infant by a a woman, a pianist of the New York Philharmonic. Because of this, Vesper was raised in a fancy home filled with music. He used to watch the other pups from the window, perched on the piano bench. His owner seemed to understand his curiosity, but always said to never mind the other pups, the street vermin. But Vesper was curious, he wanted to be free, be allowed to go outside and play in the dirt. He got his wish when his owner vanished. For a good few days, nobody fed him, nobody came… He was faced with the situation to get out of the house and onto the streets, or to starve within the apartment’s walls. So, he broke out and sought the help of the street pack.

Vesper was an outcast immediately. The other pups were bigger than him, more street wise and he was just a prim, little pushover. So he was a loner in the street pack. He ignored them, they ignored him but eventually one of the pups his age caught his attention, a lovely Irish Setter mix by the name of Sabina. Sabina was the alpha’s daughter and a mystery to a lot of the pack. She was quiet, elegant and didn’t talk to most people, except the other pups she hung around with. The ‘popular’ pups, the ones that were destined to be great. Of course, Vesper was not in that group. He didn’t have the size, or skills to be figured as one of the best. So he continued his existence alone, though he watched Sabina out of the corner of his eye for a long time. He bided his time to speak to her, after all, why would anyone want to talk to him?

But… He did eventually catch her attention. They were just shy of adults at the time, and it is one of Vesper’s fondest memories.

The pack was on it’s usual rounds by the city dump, looking for rats and other small food sources. Vesper was wandering alone, a ways behind the pack. He wasn’t hungry, therefore wasn’t looking for food like everyone else. Instead he was looking for pieces of his past, human objects. He ‘d already found a bandana and managed to get it around his neck. He’d always worn bandanas as a pup, and loved having one back. Next he found the most astounding thing. An old stand-up piano. Of course, his mind snapped back to memories of sitting on his master’s lap as she played music. He hopped up on his back paws, let his front paws hit the keys. He wasn’t exactly human, so he couldn’t play well… But by pressing some keys with his paws he made his own music. He stayed there for hours, eventually he noticed his pack was gone when it was getting dark around him. He didn’t bother going to look for them, he didn’t belong there anyway. He continued playing the piano, not noticing his company until she cleared her throat. He dropped to four paws and whipped around, a snarl itching in his throat. The snarl died when his misty eyes fell on the gorgeous, orange-coated female.

“Oh. Sabina… Sorry.” He said quickly, lowering his body as he folded his ears back out of respect. “I didn’t realize it was you.” He added. The female hopped down to where he was, bumping his head up with the tip of her muzzle, silently telling him to raise to his full height again. He did as she asked, raising his head to watch her as her graceful form moved towards the piano.

“How did you know it could make such beautiful sounds…?” She asked him, glancing over her shoulder at him before she perched upright like he had, pressing a few keys down with her paws. Vesper blinked in surprise, but moved to sit beside her, keeping all four paws on the ground.

“My human owner… She played one.” He replied, watching her as she pressed a few more down out of curiosity. She kept her gaze on the piano then slowly moved down to sit beside him, cocking her head slowly.

“Your name is Vesper, yes?” She asked him, blinking her blue eyes delicately.

Shall I continue….?

Yes continue! I love it so far :3

[Lil'Tiger]

New couple C:
+ [Pongo]

I pinned him to the ground. "Who are you?", I asked. "Calm down, I was just passing through and you just take advantage of me.", Pongo said. "I said, who are you?...", I growled. 'My name is Pongo, did I answer your question?", Pongo asked. "Yes, you did. Just don't ask what my name is.", I replied. "Why is that?", Pongo asked. "Because, I'm mysterious, and I don't like being asked what my name is.", I replied. And besides, I don't have one, I thought. "Well then, I'll see ya later, when you pin me again", Pongo chuckled. I made a small giggle. "Well, see ya", Pogo said as he ran off.
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Soon, they visited each other more often. They laughed and had stories to tell. Sometimes happy sometimes sad. They also shared what was going on in life. But one day, one of their conversations was very different.

"I've come to like you a little.", I said as I licked his forehead. "I've come to too", Pongo said.

Soon, a month went by and they lived with each other. But one day, a hunter was around looking for wolves for warmth. I sniffed around looking for prey. The hunter saw me. He pointed his gun at me. I froze with fear. The bullet came out of the gun. Pongo jumped in the way, the bullet hit him. The hunter ran in a hurry, cursing that he hit a purebred dog. "Pongo please don't die on me", I cried. "It hit me badly, I'd have to go...", Pongo breathed out. "But, you have to see your pup, it will question where you are.", I said with tears rolling down my face. "Wait, your...? Oh gosh...why do I have to die...", Pongo said. I cried hard and licked his face. "Ahh, I'm getting more numb than ever. Can you do me one favor?", Pongo asked me. "Yes, what is it?", I asked. "Name our pup Mysterious Penny. Because your my mysterious love and I always wanted a girl named Penny...", Pongo said as his last breath escaped his mouth. "Pongo...?", I asked. "Oh no, no!", I cried. I lied next to him and cried my eyes out.

And she was never the same again.
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Lol, my stories suck. I jsut wanted to see if I could come up with a good story.

[gleebees]

Vesper and Sabina

Vesper was your average pup, born to a pair of average pair of shelter dogs. He was adopted as an infant by a a woman, a pianist of the New York Philharmonic. Because of this, Vesper was raised in a fancy home filled with music. He used to watch the other pups from the window, perched on the piano bench. His owner seemed to understand his curiosity, but always said to never mind the other pups, the street vermin. But Vesper was curious, he wanted to be free, be allowed to go outside and play in the dirt. He got his wish when his owner vanished. For a good few days, nobody fed him, nobody came… He was faced with the situation to get out of the house and onto the streets, or to starve within the apartment’s walls. So, he broke out and sought the help of the street pack.

Vesper was an outcast immediately. The other pups were bigger than him, more street wise and he was just a prim, little pushover. So he was a loner in the street pack. He ignored them, they ignored him but eventually one of the pups his age caught his attention, a lovely Irish Setter mix by the name of Sabina. Sabina was the alpha’s daughter and a mystery to a lot of the pack. She was quiet, elegant and didn’t talk to most people, except the other pups she hung around with. The ‘popular’ pups, the ones that were destined to be great. Of course, Vesper was not in that group. He didn’t have the size, or skills to be figured as one of the best. So he continued his existence alone, though he watched Sabina out of the corner of his eye for a long time. He bided his time to speak to her, after all, why would anyone want to talk to him?

But… He did eventually catch her attention. They were just shy of adults at the time, and it is one of Vesper’s fondest memories.

The pack was on it’s usual rounds by the city dump, looking for rats and other small food sources. Vesper was wandering alone, a ways behind the pack. He wasn’t hungry, therefore wasn’t looking for food like everyone else. Instead he was looking for pieces of his past, human objects. He ‘d already found a bandana and managed to get it around his neck. He’d always worn bandanas as a pup, and loved having one back. Next he found the most astounding thing. An old stand-up piano. Of course, his mind snapped back to memories of sitting on his master’s lap as she played music. He hopped up on his back paws, let his front paws hit the keys. He wasn’t exactly human, so he couldn’t play well… But by pressing some keys with his paws he made his own music. He stayed there for hours, eventually he noticed his pack was gone when it was getting dark around him. He didn’t bother going to look for them, he didn’t belong there anyway. He continued playing the piano, not noticing his company until she cleared her throat. He dropped to four paws and whipped around, a snarl itching in his throat. The snarl died when his misty eyes fell on the gorgeous, orange-coated female.

“Oh. Sabina… Sorry.” He said quickly, lowering his body as he folded his ears back out of respect. “I didn’t realize it was you.” He added. The female hopped down to where he was, bumping his head up with the tip of her muzzle, silently telling him to raise to his full height again. He did as she asked, raising his head to watch her as her graceful form moved towards the piano.

“How did you know it could make such beautiful sounds…?” She asked him, glancing over her shoulder at him before she perched upright like he had, pressing a few keys down with her paws. Vesper blinked in surprise, but moved to sit beside her, keeping all four paws on the ground.

“My human owner… She played one.” He replied, watching her as she pressed a few more down out of curiosity. She kept her gaze on the piano then slowly moved down to sit beside him, cocking her head slowly.

“Your name is Vesper, yes?” She asked him, blinking her blue eyes delicately.

Shall I continue….?

That's cute :3

[Pugnacious!]

Snow Frost (m) & Lunar Sun {f} <3
Anybody think I should write a story for them?

[gleebees]

And it doesn't matter how good you are at it; if you like writing, then write! ^^ My writing is far from perfect, but I like to post it, anyway. And it helps me keep track of all my characters.

@Vellamore: Aww~ They are so cute! I, too, would like to see more of them. Affliction's fur is a really unique idea, and Dolcemente is so sweet.

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I was hit with a random bit of inspiration, bear with me. :3"
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Zahrah [♀] && Ziya [♂]

Kaki [♂] && Devaraja [♂]
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If one where to look in the window of the Royal Kaki's rooms this one particular afternoon, they would see something of a normal sight. The blind Royal was settled back onto several large pillows, sipping fine wine from a shallow saucer, eyes closed. His robes where loose and pooled around his sitting form in a somewhat undignified manner, loosened in a feeble attempt to lessen the afternoon heat.

His Fae sat in her small, golden bird cage next to him. She was fairing no better than her master- who had allowed the small Fae to remove a few of her outer robes earlier that evening, though it did not help too much in the end. Her cage was raised a few good feat off the floor, and her body was simply not made for extreme heat such as this. Her master had taken pity on his poor Fae, though, and allowed her a small saucer of the chilled wine to drink from, and a large leaf to fan herself with. She was using neither now, instead sitting quite restlessly atop her discarded robes, fidgeting and glancing towards the door, waiting, expectant.

The sun had bathed the room in an orange glow by the time the thick curtains moved aside, announcing the presence of their expected guest. A familiar foreign man stepped into the room, the golden light tanning his exotic features in a warm bronze, pointed ears {The sun glimmered off of his single earring, plain silver but with a strange air about it}, fair face and dark gray hair streaked lightly with orange. The man was the Royal's favored dancer and servant, a man of half-Fae blood and mysterious background. He smiled a soft smile when the Royal immediately perked up. A few light, whispering footsteps carried him across the room. Kaki lifted his hand to the man, as he did every night, and the foreigner grasped it with his own, happily falling into the Royal's lap and helping himself to some of the fine chilled wine.

The Royal's Fae, on the other hand, was not so pleased. When it was clear that the dancer had forgotten to notice her, she stood and lightly tapped a bar of her cage, whispering a few words to the man in their native language. The two masters startled, blinked, and the foreigner looked up at her with a sheepish grin and a nervous laugh. She smiled sweetly.

The two men exchanged words for a moment- the Fae could only understand about half of it, as she never bothered to learn their language- before the dancer stood and coughed, embarrassed. He smiled at her and whistled, soft and low. A new yet familiar and much adored Fae emerged from the folds of the dancer's robes, who then proceeded to yell at his master in the odd tongue of the palace. The master just shrugged it off with a laugh and unlocked the smaller Fae's cage. She tackled the foreigner's Fae, who was in mid-rant, with a crushing hug that left him blushing and stuttering. The dancer laughed, the Royal scoffed and tugged lightly on the dancer's robes, calling him back. The foreigner dismissed the two Fae with a wave of his hand and a few short words in their native language.

The Royal's Fae grinned, kissed the dancer on the cheek lightly, before dragging her startled friend down the hall with her- her wings beating softly and his buzzing loudly. The dancer and the Royal shared a soft smile as they watched the two Fae disappear around a corner.

The sun cast a dull orange over the land- on the room of the Royal and dancer, on the two Fae playing in a garden fountain, on the beautiful and strange plants that grew around them, and on the intricate architecture of the grand palace. The heat had simmered down to a much more pleasant warmth as evening closed in, and the sky donned the lusty colors of sunset, purple, pink, and golden.
Yes- it was not an unusual evening in the Zunairah palace; But it was a peaceful one.
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In case you got a little lost, Zahrah is Kaki's {The Royal's} Fae, Devaraja is the foreigner/dancer/servant, and Ziya is his Fae. Aside from Kaki, I didn't mention any names, so... Sorry if I confused you a bit. ^^;; I wanted to see if I could do a story without any real dialogue; I think I got it pretty well. :3 Tell me what you think!

So cute! I luff it. You did very well. I love all your stories <3 (Tis true, all of the compliments)

@PurplePugQueen: Write a Story :3

[Pugnacious!]

Snow Frost (m)&Lunar Sun {f} <3
Anybody think I should write a story for them?

You asked for it.

Snow Frost's POV

Happy guy. That was me, Mr. So-Happy-He's-Annoying. Why is it so bad to be happy all the time? I don't understand, it's nice to be happy.
"Hi! How are you?" I ask my den mate, Forest. He's not very friendly, though.
"Go away, Frosty." He growls.
"Are you okay? Can I do anything to make you feel better?" I ask. He's clearly not happy about something.
In one swift movement he turns and bowls me over with his big paws. I'm guessing that's a 'no, but thanks anyway'. He hasn't been happy since the master had to move us, they also don't spend as much time with him as they used to, with the new litter of puppies recently. There's a shuffling noise outside, that means the master is coming. I sit up and wag my tail. Master likes it when we're happy.
"Hey guys." They say quietly. "I've got you a new buddy, be nice to her now." The door then creaks open a bit further and a dog appears to slip through. She awkwardly sits down and flattens her ears as the multiple sets of eyes watch her. Master grabs Forest by his collar, slipping on a leash, then leaves with him.
She is greeted with many "hello"s and "hi"s.
"Hi there!" I say enthusiastically. Finally, I get a good glimpse of her. Her long, flowing, fur, her light blue eyes, her lovely star-patterned fur. My mouth goes dry and my heart skips a beat, suddenly I'm at a loss of words. Hey, isn't this what they say happens when you like like someone?
"H-hello." She says. Her voice is very quiet, almost delicate sounding.
"W-what's your name? I'm Snow Frost! But you can call me Frosty if you want, that's what Forest calls me. He's the Alpha male." Gosh, I sound like such a fool.
"Oh, that's nice...I guess." Yup, I lost her. "I'm Lunar Sun. I guess you could call me Lunar though if that's too long."
"Lunar, that's a great name! Is that because your fur has stars on it?" Great, now she probably thinks I'm stupid. Wait, why am I beating myself up? There's no need!
She flattens her ears back. Dang.
"Erm, yes. That's why." She turns her head. Great, now she won't even look at me.
"Lunar! Hey, Lunar! Long time, no see!" It's Danny. He knows her?
She perks up. "Danny!" She runs over to him. Nice.
Oh, well. I'll try again tomorrow.

Should I continue? If I do it'll be his second attempt shown from Lunar's point of view instead of his. And it would go a lot better. XD

[gleebees]

Snow Frost (m)&Lunar Sun {f} <3
Anybody think I should write a story for them?

You asked for it.

Snow Frost's POV

Happy guy. That was me, Mr. So-Happy-He's-Annoying. Why is it so bad to be happy all the time? I don't understand, it's nice to be happy.
"Hi! How are you?" I ask my den mate, Forest. He's not very friendly, though.
"Go away, Frosty." He growls.
"Are you okay? Can I do anything to make you feel better?" I ask. He's clearly not happy about something.
In one swift movement he turns and bowls me over with his big paws. I'm guessing that's a 'no, but thanks anyway'. He hasn't been happy since the master had to move us, they also don't spend as much time with him as they used to, with the new litter of puppies recently. There's a shuffling noise outside, that means the master is coming. I sit up and wag my tail. Master likes it when we're happy.
"Hey guys." They say quietly. "I've got you a new buddy, be nice to her now." The door then creaks open a bit further and a dog appears to slip through. She awkwardly sits down and flattens her ears as the multiple sets of eyes watch her. Master grabs Forest by his collar, slipping on a leash, then leaves with him.
She is greeted with many "hello"s and "hi"s.
"Hi there!" I say enthusiastically. Finally, I get a good glimpse of her. Her long, flowing, fur, her light blue eyes, her lovely star-patterned fur. My mouth goes dry and my heart skips a beat, suddenly I'm at a loss of words. Hey, isn't this what they say happens when you like like someone?
"H-hello." She says. Her voice is very quiet, almost delicate sounding.
"W-what's your name? I'm Snow Frost! But you can call me Frosty if you want, that's what Forest calls me. He's the Alpha male." Gosh, I sound like such a fool.
"Oh, that's nice...I guess." Yup, I lost her. "I'm Lunar Sun. I guess you could call me Lunar though if that's too long."
"Lunar, that's a great name! Is that because your fur has stars on it?" Great, now she probably thinks I'm stupid. Wait, why am I beating myself up? There's no need!
She flattens her ears back. Dang.
"Erm, yes. That's why." She turns her head. Great, now she won't even look at me.
"Lunar! Hey, Lunar! Long time, no see!" It's Danny. He knows her?
She perks up. "Danny!" She runs over to him. Nice.
Oh, well. I'll try again tomorrow.

Should I continue? If I do it'll be his second attempt shown from Lunar's point of view instead of his. And it would go a lot better. XD

I thought it was cute :3

[BlissfulFarrago]

Jaded Eyes and Miro

Enter Miro: A young adult, on the naive side. Odd looking, thanks to his ears and tails, but able to hide, thanks to his necklace.

Enter Jade: A loner of approximately the same age, though having seen much more, is much less naive.

(Told through Miro's point of view)

I wandered through the trees, wondering if I'd ever see anyone. They wouldn't see me, though, I realized sadly. I was far too shy--and with that thought I felt a small rush of anger for my parents. My mother, who had given me her tufted, freakish ears. My father, who had given me my two extra tails, another freakish trait. And both of them, who had given me one of my most prized possession, but also one of my most hated. It gave me the ability to make myself invisible, to hide. But that was also why I hated it. It made it too easy to do what I wished I could give up...

The sound of a twig breaking cracked through the air. Without even thinking about it, I felt the tingle that signified my hiding. I clenched my teeth in anger at myself, but peered around the trees to the source of the sound, stepping carefully downwind. It was another wolf, a very normal wolf, but also a very beautiful wolf. I wished I could talk to her, but how could I? She was walking one, leaving, without seeing me. It was now or never. I felt the tingle that meant I would be visible again. And then I was.

The wolf turned her head suddenly, seeing me out of the corner of her eye. In alarm, I tucked two of my tails behind me, attempting to look more normal, less...like myself. I wished there was something I could do about my ears, but I couldn't, now that she was looking.

"Where'd you come from?" she asked.

"...Oh, I, er..." I stumbled out.

"Who're you? How'd you do that?" she asked, moving towards me, looking dangerous, like ever step was a knife thrust into the ground. She had an odd way of speaking, maybe an accent, one I hadn't heard before.

"...Uh...I'm...er...Miro!" I said, glad to finally get a full sentence out.

"V'ry well. I'm Jade. N'what about my other question?" she said, standing above me.