Your CS Pet Pairs? :3

[mirage.]

which male do you guys think would go better with her?


Pick between these three:



I'm thinking the first one, hm

I like the second one best, he suits her, kind of like cotton candy.

[Thistle]

(( I agree. No offence but the green one looks more like a girl anyhow. ))

[Zinc]

I consider butterfly wolves a different species from regular wolves but look at this!:

+ Some winged dog that would fit here =



For some reason I think the blue toxic would work as a daddy, with his stripes, balloon and all.


Now for my real pairing



Gunther(M) + Bamboo(M)
Gunther wandered around Pinkflower Place (A big apple orchard) watching Yew (White skull malk cat) attempt to sneak up on the owls. But it wasn't really working that well.
Crazy cat he thought He doesn't even want to eat the owls. He is quite fat already from the pocky he steals from Sapphire.
He was lifted off his feet painfully by a brown blur. He was about to growl when he looked up in the playful emerald eyes of his "attacker", Bamboo. "Hey there, Mate!" he smiled.
"Mate?!"
Gunther's heart started racing.
"Of course!" said Bamboo, mildly confused "We are best friends, best mates!"
He blinked
"Of course..." He mumbled in agreement, a little disappointed

I'm still thinking about whether Bamboo will...notice...or not and what his reaction should be.

I'm not good at writing Dx

[antler apathy]

i think the green one would suit as the father just stick the wings from the valentines day packet on the green toxic...

my new pairs!


-----------Chocolate Mocha (F) + Neeko (M)----------- ((when Neeko grows up i think they would make a good couple, the two rare second gens!))


-----------Swirl (F) + Tiger (M)-----------

Tell me what you think!

[cyberus151]

good thread idea gLove

here is my erm ... pair


Pet's name: Juilet
Adopt your own!
and no one


i just can't think of her ,"Romeo"

[FeatherTail]

This is one of my pairs:
Icecloud & Dragonwing

I've got a story for them. It is Dragonwing telling her story right after she has been given the name Scarface by the Alpha of their Pack, Jaggedstar. Dragonwing is very sensitive about the fact that she has wings and a scar and has always hated her names (Scarpup > Scarpaw > Scarface... makes more sense if you've read Warriors).
I ran blindly through the woods, not caring where I went, my new name echoing through my head, making me feel ugly and incredibly angry.
"Wait! Please wait!" I didn't stop. The dog behind me kept calling and I finally slowed down. It was Icecloud.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"I want to help," he said. "I know Jaggedstar didn't mean to hurt you. He didn't realize how much it meant to you. I know that Scarface is not the right name for you," he said earnestly. "Let me fix it. I'll talk to Jaggedstar. He was my mentor, he'll listen to me. Maybe he can change your name." My heart gave a little leap of hope, but I smothered it.
"And why do you care?" I said rudely. His ice-blue eyes met my mismatched ones.
"Because I love you."

Sorry, not a very good story. ^_^ ' It fits in better if you read the rest of the story I'm writing. =]
Oh yeah, and Icecloud did convince Jaggedstar to change her name. Icecloud found the perfect name for his beloved: Dragonwing.

[dragonbriar]

I really love the pets with wings and the ones that come with objects. So...this is my pair:
And her husband:

[wibeke]

Cause I'm bored again, now here's a story about a pps cocoon and a butterfly wolf.
I was staring at the pps and wondered what it was thinking. xD


Violet (f) & Soar (m)
"Come on spot, just push your way out, don't be afraid." A soft, comforting voice urged. Even Violet's soft, sweet voice was worried.

This was the last cocoon of the pack to open. Never had any butterfly wolf taken this long to hatch, surely this one was dead by now. A dead caterpillar. It was always heartbreaking to see, the one that didn't quite have the strength to grow wings and break out. Soon the thin silk would decay and the chrysalis would fall to the group, the baby caterpillar long dead.

The thought was far too much to bear. She's seen them before, the dead cocoons, and it was usually easy to tell which caterpillars wouldn't make it. It was usually the scrawny ones, the smallest who couldn't stick up for themselves and get the leaves they needed. Never would she have thought that this caterpillar, such a funny and strong little guy, would have this fate.

And now it would never know how much she loved him. Even in those short days where eating and sleeping occupied almost all of their time, she had come to love him. There was an almost graceful way even to how he would crawl from leaf to leaf, finding the best and juiciest leaves for himself and any other caterpillar he happened to be playing with.

Sitting day after day on that same fragile little branch that the cocoon still hung, she'd talk and tell secrets to it, sometimes crying to herself, and other times just staring off into space. Rarely Violet would sing, sometimes happy little songs about flying in hopes of getting the caterpillar out, others just lonely little love songs.

Still the cocoon hung lifelessly, unmoving but still not ready to give up and fall.

"This is silly." she said to him one day. "Caterpillars are given their name when they grow up right? Well this seems to be the last bit of growing you're going to do. And i don't care what chief says, I'm going to name you."

With new determination she flew in circles, saying name after name to herself before deciding against it and repeating the cycle. A few more days past, and the thread holding the cocoon to the tree grew weaker and weaker. She had to think fast, if she were to give the cocoon a name before it died.

"That's it! I know what I'll name you now!" Violet yelled eagerly. Her voice softened, "Your name will be Soar, because even though you may never fly, but even if you don't know it, you've made everyone's hearts soar. Especially mine."

What happened next was what others of the pack could call nothing less than a miracle. Despite being a calm day, Soar shook violently. The black spots that were once only spots, blinked a few times and darted around, his mouth opening for the first time in about a month. "What a great name. I love you violet." It said, in it's happy, bell like way Soar had of speaking.

Violet smiled and licked Soar's smooth green cocoon.
"I love you too."

Needless to say, they lived happily ever after.

I know it's long. Dx
My writing stinks right now, I'm too tired. >.<

[thelazyone22]

That's an interesting perspective to the PPS cocoon :3 It's a wonderful story, you're too hard on yourself!

[wibeke]

I feel bad for it. It's stuck as a little green pod while all the others are flying around and colorful. xD
Thanks for the compliment too. =3 I think writers are always to hard on themselves, but that also makes them good editors sometimes. -goes back to fix some of her ridiculous spelling mistakes-