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[Steffi.]

Name: Wolfin
Gender: Male
Username: SteffiDaBeagle
Personality: Wolfin is a naive, clueless, and oblivious wolf-rat mix. He assumes that everything loves him and each other, and he wants nothing more than to love everything back. He's quick to forgive, because even when someone does something mean or rude, he's willing to give second, third, and twenty-third chances to everyone and everything. He has no sense of the real world, and it often gets him in trouble.
History:

(Written in Wolfin's perspective)

"Ahh! I hear the sirens again! Quick, cover the cages!"

A white sheet was thrust over my metal barred box and I whimpered again.

"Please! I want to go back to my mummy!" I squeaked. My tiny mouse voice was barely audible over the loud scream of the police cars.

"Alfred, did you hide the DNA?"

"I thought you did, George!"

"Well hide it quick! That took a long time to get, and I'd rather they take the rodents than the DNA."

"I AM A LEPORIDAE. GET IT RIGHT YOU IDIOTS." I heard Cleo yell. I rolled my eyes; she was always so particular about the difference between rodents and leporidae, though the fact of the matter is, we were all heading the same way so it didn't really make a difference.

After everything had been covered and hidden in the back room, the two men that were holding us captive acted nonchalant like they always did when this happened. I, as well as all of the other animals in the room with me, stayed quiet for fear of being injured. We'd all seen animals be killed for being too loud.

Once the officers had passed, they opened the door to our room, pulled away the sheets, and continued their work.

I had no idea what they were doing, and I wasn't really paying attention until I was lifted from the cage. I squeaked in surprise, earning myself a violent squeeze. I stayed quiet after that, letting them move me around and prod me with various tools, until they finally put me in a big tube. I continued to be quiet until I felt sharp pain in my shoulder. I screamed loudly, only to have the pain flow through my body. I was swelling and growing, and the rapid speed of my growth was hurting me. I was going through so much pain that I didn't notice the tube being capped.

"What's going on? What are you doing to me?" I asked, not that they understood rat.

I don't know how long I sat there in pain, but it was too long if you ask me. They commented on what was happening to me, taking notes. Finally the pain started to subside, and I let out a sigh of relief. They opened the lid on the tube, which I could now touch with my front paw if I sat back on my haunches. They lifted me out of the tube and chained me onto a table. They raise a red-hot metal prod up and pressed it to my side. I screamed again, though it was more of a high-pitched howl than my usual squeak. When they removed it, there was a tattoo on my side with a little symbol and the letters R A T. I'd looked at those letters on enough rat cages, besides my own, to know that R A T meant rat. They were stamping me so that they knew what I'd been before my... transformation. They put a little collar around my neck with a tag on it that said S U C C E S S on it. Not that I knew what that meant. Human letters were mostly foreign to me.

They tossed me into a cage, a bigger one than my old one, and added a new sign to it. I didn't understand most of it: R A T x W O L F However, I was concerned about what they'd done to me. I looked at the tag on my collar. I saw more writing on the other side that made no sense to me: W O L F. The same letters as the ones on my sign. All of those letters meant nothing to me, but after looking at several other cages and what was in them, I managed to figure out what it said. Wolf. As in the scary canine. I had wolf in me now. The idea was horrific. My given name, Rattus, now seemed so unfitting. I had wolf in me. Wolf in me. Wolf in. Wolfin. I would forever be known as Wolfin. I whimpered quietly to myself before falling asleep in a little ball.

~+~+~+~+~ Two Months Later ~+~+~+~+~

"ALFRED, THEY'RE COMING!"

"You think I don't know that, George?! Hide the animals!"

"They aren't going to fall for that again, Alf. We have to get rid of them!"

"Then do it. Get rid of some of the older experiments and unused test subjects. Just don't get caught!"

I saw the fatter man of the two, George, dragging and lifting cages to outside. It wasn't long before mine was dragged outside and the door opened before he went to get another cage. I gaped at the open door and ran out before the door was closed again, like it was a dream. I looked over at Cleo, an old friend of mine, as she ran full speed to the forest yelling "FREEDOM!" The fat little rabbit hopped joyously and I had to smirk. The lucky girl hadn't been changed at all, and now she was free. But so was I, so I started running to the forest as well, my long rat tail flowing behind me.

I was free.

(I have more ideas for expanding this story, but this is the basics of his past and how he became a wolf-rat.)

[Coexist]

you didnt have to write a story as that is optional, but WOW!!! congradulations on your new rat wolf. lol!

[Steffi.]

Writing the history is my favourite part of the form. ;D Thank you so much. <3