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December 6, 2012

12/6/2012

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snowykay today takes us in the point-of-view of a "common" CS pet, providing interesting insight to what certain pets of certain rarities might feel were they real :) She explains:
This story is from the point of view of Leurai's staff pup this year, the chubby and smiling pps pup from the staff litter. The friend is Sorren Fey's staff litter dog from 2011; the pps pup from the 2011 staff litter.
It was a dark and stormy night... actually, it was noon on a warm summer day.

Anyway, my best friend had dared me to to go push Avian over, and I was obviously hesitant. But our deal was that if we didn't do the dares, we would have to stand in the road with a sign that says 'I wish I was a cat.' I knew I couldn't do that, so I sneaked up behind Avian to give her a shove. I was reluctant, so my friend pushed me forward.

Avian was surrounded by her fans and big Tv cameras. I felt a little bit jealous, seeing the sunjewels and UR Tigers watching her in awe, some I took a step forward and shoved her into the mud, then turned and ran. My friend was laughing incredibly hard, but I just stood there, terrified of what I had just done.

The next morning I felt horrible, so I went to Avian's house, carrying in one paw a bundle of balloons, and in the other a box of chocolates. I knocked on the door, and Tess answered. I asked her if Avian was there, and she nodded. I asked if I could see her, and after a moment, Tess gave her consent. So I walked into Avian's room, where she sat on her bed with the curtains on her windows closed and the lights dimmed.

"Hi. Are you okay?" I asked her, handing her the balloons and chocolates.

"Yeah." She shrugged. "I just bruised my knees, that's all."

"I pushed you." I blurted out, then covered my mouth. "I'm so sorry." I whispered to her. "My friend dared me too and I don't know why I did it, I was just... jealous, I guess."

Avian looked at me with sympathy in her eyes. "It's okay. And being famous is horrible, you know. Everyone wants to talk to you, you're always being followed by camera crews, it's horrible." She sighed.

"It's gotta be better than being disregarded as a common, unwanted dog." I said sadly.

"At least you get to be left alone and you can lead a normal life." Avian pointed out. "And you had a reason to shove me. I forgive you. Want to go out and get some ice cream?" Her tail began to wag.

My tail thumped the floor. "Yes, please!" I smiled.

So Avian and I became friends, and I realized that she was right; being famous was horrible. But it was alright, and I guess I had a happy ending.
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December 6, 2012

12/6/2012

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carrie911 explains this pet as the inspiration of her story: I don't know, I just looked at this pet and started adding items and it came out like this. I loved how it looked so much, I decided to add a story to it, and this is what came from it c:

"A small boy walked out to his backyard, looking at the ground as his feet carried him forward, holding a few hand picked flowers that he found in his mothers garden. He sniffled, whipping his tears with the back of his sleeve as he walked towards a mound of dirt that was recently disturbed. There was a cross stuck by the head of the dirt, and in the wood was a name engraved; 'Pal' . It was a grave, the boys dog's grave.

The boy stood there, visibly shaking. He seemed confused about death as he stood there, wondering why Pal needed to go. Of course the dog was old, but he still had some time left. Sure, he couldn't chase after a ball as quick as he was younger, but he could still do it. The boy's hand then clenched, his eyes filling up with more tears. He got down on his knees before the grave, setting the flowers neatly down on the grave. His hand lingered there, toughing the soft petals of the flower. He fisted his hand, and chocked out his words, "Pal, why did you have to go? I didn't want you to be taken away!!" he cried, putting his head in his hands as he wept.

Pal watched his boy, whimpering as he watched his master with sadness. The dog didn't like seeing him distressed, he wanted him to understand.
The dog then smiled meekly, tears slowly going down his face. He watched the boy, looking at him with the same caring eyes that the boy gave him in his last days.
"Billy, listen please." the dog whimpered.

To his surprise, the boy quieted. The dog knew he couldn't hear him, and that it was just a coincidence, but he still needed to say what was needed.
"Its going to be okay, im fine." barked the dog, his eyes never leaving his master. "It was my time to go, and i'm at peace. I dont feel the pain no more." the dog quieted for a bit, a few more tears dropping. As the dog continued looking down at his master, a true smile appeared on his face, his tail slowly wagging --
"I'm still here Billy, i'll always be here. And don't you worry, i'll have my ball ready for when you come."
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December 6, 2012

12/6/2012

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saoirse45 on this day wanted to express her love for Chicken Smoothie :)
chicken smoothie,
chicken smoothie,
it is not just a site
for lovers of pets, chicken
or smoothies it is a place for
the wonderful pets who we adopt
for free and the wonderful pets we
adopt from the pound as we trade them away
and regret we did we all move on and that
is why i love CHICKEN SMOOTHIE a site for all
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Starvirgent explains the inspiration of her poem, for the November 2012 cat by Ricorn:
I saw the outcome and knew it was time to do a poem for this wonderful beauty. :)


Oh beautiful cat, such an amazing dream.
Your clouds are so sweet, yet your forehead is a dream.
Why does a cat turn into much beautiful events?
There's no point to make vents
as long as you are seen nearby
as it's a dazzling lullaby.
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snowykay says on her piece: Pure randomness. I had fun writing this, even though it's short and simple. And a little ridiculous.

My banana is still,
I call it mellow.
My banana is colorful,
Actually it's yellow.
My banana is clumsy,
It goes crash.
My banana is fun to throw.
MASH MASH MASH.
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December 5, 2012

12/5/2012

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There are a couple poems on this day!

By The Growling Wolf :
Oh my, it's nearly time!
Quickly, I must check my watch.
3:00, yes,time to go home!
Zooming out of school, back home, to my computer.
Switch it one quickly, oh how long does this thing take to load?
Finally!Okay, lets go.
Logging in quickly wow, a new trade!
I must check my RP
Wow, that thread looks interesting.
I just got wishlist bombed!
Sombodys adopted from my adoptcion centre.
A compation for rares list pet,I'd better enter now!
" Tea time!"
oh why is there never enough chicken smoothie time?
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Barry . was inspired to write a poem based on the Halloween 2012 White howling wolf pup :)


I howl constant at the brilliant moon
my eye color never to be known or seen
my white fur is a beauty to all
the moon is a god to me
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In the meantime, Kiwi In A Bottle was moved enough by the beautiful green butterfly wolf released in the Advent in December this year, to write a lovely poem:

Wings made of colored twine.
So softly glinting.
Gentle and fine
are the moves that they make
Wrapping up a green package
So much haste yet so much grace.
And the package, gently laid under the Christmas tree.

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CeselSpeaker on the other hand found inspiration in another pet, Solloby's pretty fairy pup released in November 2012:

In The Endless Night,
Without Any Light,
I See Your Wings Glowing In The Darkness,
Nothing Else To Do In The Night Unless-
You've Came To Light The Moon,
Without Ending To Your Glow,
The Only Light In The Only Night Is...
Coming End Shine,
Of The New Sun Rise.
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December 5, 2012

12/5/2012

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Today I<3Mabel sent in a cute story about her two dreampets, the Sunback and Black Advent. She even drew a little picture to go along with it. We hope you enjoy it as much as we did :)
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Sunback laid on the beach, Avian by her side. "Avian," Sunback said.

"Yes?"

"How do I tell Black Advent I love him?"

"Just go up to him and say--TOTORO!NO!" Totoro had been chasing after a PPS rat in attempt to eat it. "Anyways, as I was saying, go up to him and say 'I love you.' Simple as that." Avian answered.

"I don't really know..." Sunback answered.

Avian sighed and pulled out a piece of parchment. "Here's the September, Advent and Main Rares Lists all converted into one." she said. "Your higher on the List than him. Guys dig ladies who are on the List or higher than them."
___________________________________________________________________

Black Advent walked quietly in the rain with his Galaxy hood so pets and owners would think he's a CE Galaxy than a Black Advent. He spotted a Sunback hood running toward him. Probably just a Sunback Plush. Just a common. He thought. As he got a closer look, he didn't see the pupil less bright blue eyes he was expecting. Instead he saw baby blue eyes with pupils! It was Sunback!

Sunback had walked up to him. "Black Advent," she said. "I have something to say."

"What is it?" Black Advent asked.

"I-I love you."

"I love you, too."

As the two dogs confess their love for each other they held paws and walked toward their owners account in the patchy moonlight.

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December 5, 2012

12/5/2012

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The above butterfly wolves, named Percy and Taiko star in the following creative and amusing FanFiction, written by their loving owner Akitara:
My first CS Fanfic. The story of how butterfly wolves got their wings, inspired by Aboriginal Dreamtime stories. I hope you like it. The butterwolf in this is Percy, my oldest. And Taiko, I love him. In this, they used to be called mini-wolves, not butterfly wolves.
Percy darted through the bushes, her light frame allowing her speedy escape from predators but her bulbous tail snagging on bushes.

She ripped it free for the umpteenth time and tried to focus on putting one foot before the other, but the crashing noises behind her said she would be caught.

She finally reached a clearing, breathing ragged and flanks heaving. She'd lost the large Malk wolf a few minutes ago, and had continued to be safe.

The flower patterned mini-wolf flopped down. She was growing weak from constantly being chased... mini's were the easiest prey to catch in the Chicken Realm.

The horses could run and were large, Malk wolves were just... at the top of the chain, rats could easily scurry into crevices, spiders were just ick, owls could fly and the others had claws to defend themselves.

Even the ponies had a good kick in them. But minis were just weak. They had no fighting skills, were too small to hunt anything except the occasional rat and had no means of escape from their enemies but running.

It was horrible, and every day Percy found it harder to survive. She scavenged food from the friendly PPS dogs, who were quite generous.

The clearing was lovely, with a stream bubbling along one side and the edge ringed by willows and clumps of fern. The she wolf took a few steps onto the soft grass, and then continued to the edge of the stream.

She took a few laps of water before sitting and watching the clouds' reflection in the water. They drifted past lazily, Percy feeling a burst of envy. They never worried about danger, and just floated by without a care in the world.

She wished she could fly; escape to the heavens and soar above her troubles, shedding them like water off a Satamoru Staff Pet's scales.

Percy jumped up, determination coursing through her veins. She darted to the other end of the clearing, halted, and then ran full force to the stream.

She leapt as high as she could, the wind lifting her for a moment of freedom before she touched down on the other side of the stream. That- that had been amazing!

The mini wolf flopped down and remembered the feeling of being one with the sky for just a heartbeat, the sun flashing through her and hope raising her. She tried to burn the image into her mind.

After a few minutes she got up and skipped to the stream, peering in for fish. A golden flicker told her everything, and she darted in a paw to hook it out.

She ate the fish quickly after praying for a rebirth in the Pound, then sighed and lay down in the grass, falling asleep with the images of soaring high in her mind.

Percy awoke the next morning to find- gah! Another mini wolf was curled up beside her! By the scent, it was a male, a 2012 and... ah. He had that mystical, dark scent of a Halloween creature.

She blushed, stood up and jumped away, embarrassed that she'd been staring at a stranger.Apparently it had woken up the black-furred male with red stripes. He blinked open his red eyes and looked up at her sceptically.

"Hey, Percy. Remember me?" She stared at him, confused. Should she? The male chuckled and stood up, shaking out his fur. "I'm Taiko. I saw you when we were Akitara's pets."

Percy felt an explosion of memories hit her. How she'd been a wishlist, then when Akitara had adopted her she'd been left alone, the oldest pet she'd owned.

She had been forced to watch each new batch adopted, a hold in her heart, until finally in December every user had disappeared under mysterious circumstances and the animals had been set wild.

Taiko came up and prodded her with a paw. "Can I stay near you?" She nodded hurridly. It was safer. He let out a short sigh. "Good, I was so worried. Hmm. Actually- you haven't said a word."

They both burst into laughter before Percy shyly admitted, "Well... I usually keep my thoughts inside, I have so many things to say..." She trailed off and let out a little giggle.

Taiko chuckled and nudged her playfully with his tail. Percy squeaked and tumbled onto the soft grass. She pretended to glare at the 2012 pet, putting on a haughty voice. "Weeeelll then sir, I suppose I'm not worth your time."

Silence ensued for a moment before the two mini wolves burst out in laughter. Taiko flopped down and rolled onto his back, gazing into the sky. "So what are your dreams?"

Percy twisted around to see him, unsure if he was joking. Apparently not.
"Well... I-"
"Dude! Stop saying 'well' at the start of everything!" She let out a huff and smacked him lightly.
"I don't exactly talk much so I haven't had a chance to fix my speaking habits!" He chuckled.
"Ok, ok. Go on."

"Um... I've always dreamt of flying. We... we aren't exactly the strongest species, so if we could fly... we'd be happy, y'know?" Taiko considered for a moment, tilting his head.

"Let's fly, then." Percy whipped her head around.
"What?!"
"I mean it."
"Ok, how?" Her voice was honest, but tinged with doubt. How on earth did the crazy 2012 think that they could fly?
"We should find wings."

This time Percy rolled her eyes and sighed.
"That's crazy."
"Is it?"
"Yes."

The argument went on for about two hours, and they actually stared exploring ways to fly. Wings... seemed to be the best option, but what wings?

Taiko was prancing around, trying to stay in the air for more than a moment. IT was quite entertaining... until it happened.

Two sets of huge butterfly wings drifted down on the breeze. Percy froze. Taiko froze. They watched as the bright things fluttered down, then approached them warily.

The 2010 sniffed one set, with shades of blue, purple and pink. The colour palette matched hers exactly. The other set seemed made for Taiko as he let out an excited yap and chased his tail for a moment.

"Seeseeseeseeseeseeseeseeseesee?! THIS IS IT!!!" Percy imagined that if anyone were to read what he'd said, it would look like the text talk of some self-obsessed idiot.

She smiled.
"Ok, well how do we get them on?" He shrugged.
"Eat them?" Unfortunately Percy was one to take things quite seriously and she'd gulped down both wings before he could say "STOP".

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December 4, 2012

12/4/2012

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"Just Like" : a poem by The.Book.Thief
Warmer then the sunback,sweeter then a candy cane horse.
With eyes like a toxic, hunched up on all fours.
A smile like a grinner,intricate curls like a tribal
Feathery wings like the angel, but often more reliable.

Oozing chocolate like the eat me,with candles like the cake canines.

As white as the GWJ, and soft strikes like the Pink patchy's lines.
Blood red bubbles like the devil PPS,with mystery like the cob web bun,
Living life like a CS pet, is always so much fun.
A little quote from our lovely CS member on her inspiration for this poem:
"My art would never explain as much as I can in words. CS is a major role in life, so here's to you CS,a toast for the creators, the players and of course the creations, CHEERS."
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December 4, 2012

12/4/2012

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A lovely bit of fanfiction by Agent Nepeta Holly 9, which we believe is inspired by the November 2012 staff dogs :) A little introduction to her story:
This is part one of the story.Part two will be coming along soon.I am not going to give out the description and synopsis because it just sounds like a huge spoiler.I'm sorry if this is a little bad,it's my first time writing a fan fiction.So until then,enjoy. (:
It was a cold December night in cold Alaska when Kaycee was trekking through the winter tundra.Her paws covered with small,bloody blisters from stepping on tiny shards of ice,despite that she was wearing thick paded booties.Her scarf whipping back and forth from the strong tundra winds.

Kaycee was a white dog with two feather earrings on her right ear.She also wore a bright blue scarf that was soft and plush.She also wore a tailband and a brown bracelet on her left leg,and a black mailbag hung on her like a backpack.Kaycee's fur had grey on the shoulders with patterns that looked liked breaking ice,with a soft light blue and brown on her legs and feet.

She had been trudging through this barren white land for hours.When was she going to arrive at Nome?She didn't know.All that mattered to her was arriving at nome before sunrise and delivering the letters,Which was in a few hours.She kept loosing her balance from the harsh winds,which were blowing at about seventy miles per hour.

"Keep on going Kaycee,you'll make it!You can do it!"She said to herself.She was going to make it.She had to.Kaycee did this many times before,and can do it again.But it required hurrying,because if she didn't make before dawn,she would be punished by her pack.Plus she would also have to be forced to go to the Taker to be sent away to a different land,away from her family and friends.

As she kept going,she saw lights in the very distance.She was here.Kaycee finally got to nome,it was only a mile or two away.She started running as fast as her feet could make her,making her blisters hurt even more,but she did not care.It was her duty to return to nome,since she was the letterdog.

When Kaycee made it to Nome,it was quiet and there wasn't a person anywhere.But this wasn't uncommon.It was like this all the time,quiet and peaceful.Kaycee looked around her.There were small cabins that were in a neat circle around a huge iceberg in the middle.Then there would be more circles around that circle of cabins.There were ten circles of houses.With the shops up in the north part of town and the south part.That was because there were shops for the poor and the rich.The poor and the rich were seperated into the north and the south.

"Tiikeria!Where are you?"Kaycee yelled.A few moments later a blue and white furred dog came out of her snow den about ten feet away.She came up to Kaycee and greeted her."Hello darling,you made it just in time.The pack is waiting for you."she said with a faint smile.Tiikeria wasn't like the other dogs.Her fur was so smoothed out that both people and dogs thought she was a mutant dog rat.And she was made fun of because of it,an people were calling her "rat dog".So Tiikeria wore a worn out brown cloak with holes in it.She also carried a brown stick that she used to help herself up,but she barely ever used it and always kept it in her den.

While they were walking through the silent streets of Nome,a worried feeling started to eat at Kaycee.The town was never quiet for this long.But that did not matter,so she shrugged it off and kept walking through the town,with Tiikeria beside her.But this worried feeling kept nagging at her.Her instincts were telling her to run.But she could not,she felt like she was forced to keep walking against her own will.Something bad was happening,but she didn't know what it was.But she kept going.

"What's wrong hun?You look real worried."
"Its nothing Tiikeria,don't worry about me,i'm fine"
"Okay,sweetheart.If you have a problem,don't be afraid to tell me.Okay?"
"Kay,i will.Thank you Tiikeria."

She nodded her head happily with a big toothless smile.She was just so nice.After the small talk Kaycee's worry melted away.Tiikeria was so comforting and fun to be around.And was the kindest dog she had ever met.She was the most wonderful master ever and would never trade her for another one.

When they reached the pack center,which was a big cabin built in the iceberg,they were greeted by three happy puppies.They had brown fur with white heads."Hello Kaycee!Hello Tiikeria!You're here!"The pups said in sinc.Then the pups ran back into the cabin to tell the pack about this news.When they got to the cabin Kaycee and Tiikeria sat a couple of feet away from the doorstep to await the leader's arrival.

"You better get out the letter Kaycee."Tiikeria warned.She took the mailbag and got the letter out.Kaycee then put the mailbag on her back and picked up the letter with her mouth.

The leader's name was Ricorn.He was about the same age as Kaycee,which was two and a half in dog years,which was young for a pack leader.He was born a squirrel-dog hybrid.He had a long grey tail that was about the size of him.He had black wings with shades of grey and white spots with blue on the edges of the feathers.Ricorn's fur was black with white specks and stripes.He was Mischievious and a tad childish,but he was also wise and strong.

Ricorn came up to Kaycee and Tiikeria with a blank face,his eyes squinting at them,like as if he was suspicious.This made Kaycee's tension grow.Was she to late?Was she going to get taken away?Ricorn then gave a toothless smile,Still squinting at them.Tiikeria was starting to get rather impatient with his silent,mischievous gaze.

"Ricorn!Stop stalling and let us in!"She yelled angrily with a snarl.She hated it when people gave a look of mischief with silence,it drove her crazy.Ricorn stopped smiling and nodded.Then he walked to the cabin with both of the dogs following him.Kaycee looked at tiikeria with suprise.She never heard her yell at someone before.She looked away from her and noticed that the letter was falling out of her mouth,so she tossed it up in the air and caught it,putting a firmer grip on the letter.then they went slowly inside.

The inside of the cabin was huge compared to the houses circling the iceberg.It had three stories,Which had many tunnels and rooms.This was where Kaycee's pack lived.There were about thirty dogs here.Half of them were pups,and the rest were masters and apprentices,including the leader.the first floor had a round torn up carpet on the floor with a fireplace and couch in the back of the room.The second floor was where they slept and ate,and it was also a meeting room.The third floor was the playroom for the fifteen pupies that was with the pack.It had toys like tennis balls and tug ropes.

As Ricorn was about to go up the stairs to the second floor,he stopped and said "Oh yeah!Kaycee,do you have the letter?"
She nodded slightly and went up to Ricorn with the mail.He got on his hind legs like a human and took it with his paws.Tiikeria was impressed with his abilities.They waited for Ricorn to tear it open.With his paws holding a good grip on it,he bit the top of it off with one rip.Then,with his special mutation,which was opposable thumbs.He held the letter with his left paw like a person.Then he used the other paw to grab the message out of the envelope.He let the envelope drop to the ground,then he started to read the important message...

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