[ShadyBro]

You can complete these by either writing a story about the task (No less than 250 words) or drawing the task being completed (must be done by you, show exactly whats happening, and be fully colored!). You can even do both if you want!

Required Tasks:
#1: Meeting your rabbit. (What drew you in and made you wanna take this baby home? How did they act around you at first? How did you gain their trust?)
#2: Cleaning your rabbit. (Youre bunny is in some serious trouble! Their claws are long and cracked, their teeth over grown, their fur matted, and wow do they need a bath!)
#3: Training your rabbit. (Your bunny has no training or manners! Get them potty trained, walking on a leash, and behaving like a proper house rabbit.)

One color OR pattern you like: In all honesty as long as it is a bunny I'm okay with it. ^.^ But I would like something bright against black that's not white. For some strange reason all of my bunnies are black on white or just plain black. >.> Maybe something like a photo negative?
Three or less colors you dont like: -
Three or less patterns you dont like: -

This mini lop cross has quite a few battle scars! He was penned with several other breeding males, and due to his submissive behavior, he ended up taking most of the beatings, especially to his ears and legs. The rescuers were able to amputate his one severely injured foot before any infections spread, but he is unable to walk like this. The head director at the rescue said he should be able to create a prosthetic leg for the little bunny, but only if he can be assured that a reliable and devoted owner is willing to work with him.
(A prosthetic leg will be added once the second task is completed. Details and further design inquires can be discussed upon request.)

Username: Vraska The Unseen
Show Name: Rocky Mountain Horror Show
Pet Name: Rocky
Gender: Buck
Weight: Current: 15lbs. Goal: 25

[Vraska the Unseen]

Username: Vraska The Unseen
Show Name: Rocky Mountain Horrow Show
Pet Name: Rocky
Gender: Buck
Weight: Current: 15lbs. Goal: 25

First Encounter: Posted.
Bath Time!: Working on
Training: Going to teach Rocky to walk with his new leg. Working on

[Vraska the Unseen]

I awoke to the buzzing of my cell, giving an annoyed grunt. "Who could be calling me THIS early in the morning!" I nearly yelled, much to the surprise of my partner, who had just returned home from work, covered in grease as usual from cleaning the hoods of one of the many restaurants. "What're you yelling about?" He very politely asked, sticking his head into our room, startling the black and orange lumps curled by side. The cats, noticing he was home and had our newest family member in tow, a huge American Bulldog who had come with the name George, quickly skurried off to hide. "It's... An emergency with Fair Run?" The question was obvious in my tone as I read my message, they never called all volunteers out, and to some oddly addressed place at that. "I'm gonna go check things out, stay here and watch the furbabies."

Giving a tilt of my head as I pulled up in my truck, I muttered a few rather colorful sentences. This place had cages littered about EVERYWHERE, and clearly scared buns stacked outside. These must have been the ones Shady and the rest of the people had already saved and were planning to rehabilitate and adopt out. "My cursed lords. Who on earth would do this?" I whispered, quickly shutting my truck down and hopping out. I was immediately escorted into the building, gagging at the odor of the place. There they were, all of our huge buns, crammed into cages and mistreated. It was enough to drive me right back out of the building for a few minutes, in tears and dry heaving. Once I regained control of myself, I pushed back in and began carrying cages out, sorting out those who needed more help than others. That's when I found his cage. He was a small bun, all scarred and missing a leg. This bun had been through some tough times, clearly crammed into a cage with the bigger bucks and beat all to snot. This was the one I grew immediately attached to, cradling the cage close to my chest in a vain attempt to comfort the little brown lop mix. I found one of the other workers, and informed them that this would be the one that I would take into my home.