[Chasing Dreams]

The promised ru for pterodactyl
I hope you like him :3
I wanted to keep the markings similar to stick to your story C:

[ophanimera]

Username: pterodactyl
Name: Sylvester (sometimes referred to as Syl)
Gender: Male
Short Story:
The forest outside this house is unruly and harbors many forms of strange life unknown to the outside world. Some say that there are magical species that bestow gifts on the unwary. Luck, fortune beyond your wildest dreams. But that's not why this family moved into this house. They didn't want to encroach on nature, but rather escape the urban society that so threatened to pry the family apart. They had lived here for five years before strange things started happening, but they weren't strange enough for the mother, father and daughter to notice.

So, they kept on living there and like many other humans, they dropped into series of patterns and habits. One of these was in regards to breakfast. A cup of tea must sit on the windowsill every Saturday. You could have mistaken it to have been a rule of some sort, if you didn't know why. It had to be a porcelain china cup and saucer, the very finest from their city life. Of course, the tea was made fresh every Saturday, a piping hot cup of Earl Grey with a tiny scoop of homegrown blueberries. You see, the human child knew about the forest creatures. She had a wild imagination, but she couldn't make up anything about Syl, the Belldandy, and his favorite things. She knew everything about her best friend, down to the colors she painted him with.

During the week, her mother worked odd hours and the girl was at school. Saturday was the most special day of the week. The mother and daughter reunited every Saturday for the entire day. First thing to do Saturday morning was to put the kettle on. Her mother would brew a steaming hot kettle of Earl Grey tea and have a cup with her breakfast. The girl's mother poured her daughter and husband a cup as well, but the little girl never liked the bitter, lemony taste. So, she snuck her's to her room and sat it on the windowsill. A few hours later, she might return from her chores or playtime or homework to see the glass entirely emptied out, little blueberry-purple tongue stains marking out every last drop.

Sylvester eventually took to sitting on the windowsill during the week, giving the girl good night kisses on the nose. Her father tucked her in before Sylvester showed up, but the girl refused to sleep unless she got good night kisses. Eventually, Sylvia grew fond of the human child, refusing to leave the girl's side. Having made an unspoken pact of friendship between Belldee and human, the little girl smushed a blueberry in her hand, and gave Syl his "friendship marks", or rather, the circle and handprint that Sylvia promised to never wash off, cross his bell.

The family packed up and left unexpectedly. Ever since then, Syl has been trying to find his playmate and the same strong blend of Earl Grey with Blueberries, but to no avail. Sylvester has grown more curious of humans and still peers into the window, hoping for his family to return.

But for now, we return to the home. It is Saturday again, and the same cup with the little purple tongue stains has been packed in a box in another house for awhile now. The family has moved away, back to the city and it was sufficient. The mother found a more regular job and can now be the one to give her daughter kisses. Outside of their previous home grows a bush of blueberries. Perhaps someone dropped one, one of those years ago. In any case, Sylvester hopes it is, as he takes another mouthful, staining his tongue purple once more. He remembers the taste of Earl Grey with a spoonful of blueberries and sighs, content with the nostalgia of what used to be.

[Jinx.]

Oh my gosh, he's gorgeous!
He and Cherokee can be related if you'd like cx

[ophanimera]

Oh my gosh, he's gorgeous!
He and Cherokee can be related if you'd like cx

i know omg, chasing dreams did a fantastic job. uvu
perhaps they could be long-lost siblings and by some happy circumstance of life, they got similar markings?

[The Glass Doe]

now owned by Queenie!