by perros1234 » Sun Apr 22, 2012 2:22 pm
can't belilive I won!! XD
Username:perros1234
Ratlet Number:#2
Why do you want to adopt? So as usal staking the forum. Skitters, I think would like a friend. The contest rats were going to be her friend but I do think this adorable ruby throated humming bird would be perfect(if not better). I just love him so much! He'd be Skitters best friend. I love how in the picture his tail seems to be flapping like a humming bird would flap his wings. Also he is iresistiably too cute. I like how he was based off a red throated humming bird. At my home I do sometimes see some humming birds, but never a ruby throated one though. The humming birds that come to our house are rare, but my friend has feeders everywhere almost everytime you look there, there is a humming bird having a meal, I'd love to have Hover, I want a rat Charrie, and Skitters needs a friend, I won't neglet him, I think he'd also make a good charrie(yes Skitters also is a charrie now!).
Rat Name: I think Hover would suit him nicely.
Personality: (Likes, dislikes, how they react to people, other rats, etc.) Hover is hyper and is always running around everywhere. It's hard to get him to sit down. Hover sometimes speaks to himself which makes him "weird". He's a huge chatterbox. Enjoys talking even though no ratlets will talk to him. When he is bird watching he is extremly silent. And also still. One of the only times his brothers and sisters can relax and enjoy the silence. He has a dream of flying. He trys to ignore the comments such as "Wishes he were a bird it'self!" one ratlet had mutterd when he had been caught watching birds do fancy tricks in the fading sky. Also since he is totally hyper he get excited at the simplest things such as"ohhh! Look he get grapes! Don't you love grapes?" then startes bouncing around everywhere. He has a habit, using his tail to express himself. When he is nervous it begins to rapidly twich and tye it´self in knots. When happy it sways behind him, in a slow steady rythme. In fury(which is rare) It lashes behind him like a whip. When scared it fly behind him in a fast wild beat. So it's easy to tell how he is feeling. Recently he has started to draw and sketch, he is no great artist but he enjoys trying. Hover is attracted to sweet smelling things, flowers pine needles(yes he loves them!) ect. He also likes feathers, if there are lose feathers on the floor, I think we all know who is after them! He keeps them, and marvels how they work. His favourite food is honey! Yum! Though he doesn't like it when it gets stuck to his fur and whiskers.
Quirks: (Little things like "Enjoys sleeping on her back", "Loves hoarding candy wrappers", etc.) Running around, when he isn't talking at top speed he is running around exploring everything. Watching birds from the widow sill. Espisaclly humming birds. Loves watching their metalic plumage, flashing their stunning feathers. Recording information on them, where they make their nests, their favourite types of food and all sorts of other things. Climbing, since he can't fly(though it's his dream) it's the closest he can be to the sky. He also feels safer their even though his mother disagrees. She preffers having his paws firmly planted on the floor. He hoards(well he preffers the term "collect") bird feathers. Only the ones that are on the floor though, He loves comparing them, such as a song birds to a owls and looking at the differnces.
What do you plan on doing with your rat? (Roleplay, Make art of, Hoard art of, etc.) Well since he would be Skitters friend and a very much loved charrie. Making lots of art. maybe ordering some, since I am no good at art. I will soon be making a character page, so of course he will be featured there. I've been waiting to get another rat from Chitter Squeek Rattery, before I join Skitters(and my adorable new rat) into a roleplay, though I can't wait. Since he has such a big personality, I'd love to see him come alive in roleplays. Drawing him with Skitters everywhere I can fit them(including my math sheet).
If you feel you can no longer care for your Rat, will you return it here to find a new home? Yes, but I wouldn't need to give him back, I'd love him forever(along with Skitters).
Artwork/Story? I'm doing a story I'm no artist, even though I like to draw. I find rats hard to draw.
My art,I coloured it in: viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1142648
I know I'm really bad, but I thought it would be fun and I if I do win Hover I'd already have art!
If I do win(I would be soooooo happy) I intend to write many stories, this is just one of them. Anyways here is my story
Cold air rushed past him, his paws were strechted out in front of him, tail floating behind him. He was flying. Hover swooped and soared. Catching sight of his mother and his brothers and sisters staring at him with their mouths open wide. He squealed in delight. "I told you I would fly some day! I told you!". He heard his mother worried speakf
"HOVER! Get down before you hurt yourself!" She squeaked loudly, while his brothers and sisters watched him mutely as he flew even higher. "HOVER!" his mother was wailing now. "Get down! You'll get hurt!" He sighed and murrmed to no one in particalar
"Why would I? My dream is unfolding right before me, and I have to go back?" he didn't want to go the reality. He wanted to keep flying, feeling adraline coursing through his veins. Suddenly the air felt dead. The playful breeze stopped dead, blinding lights flashed before his eyes. He seemed to be suspended in the air, then he fell slowly he could see everything in detail, the swirls of the wooden floor under him, the whites of his mothers eyes streched wide with horor.
"HOVER!Come back, Hover!" She screeched. Too late for that he thought. As soon as his paws hit the floor the wind was knocked out of him, he collasped gasping like a fish out of water."Hover!" His mother wailed bounding over.
wha..what happended? I gasp
"You were climbing little one, you went to high, I told you to come down but you didn't you ignored me. Her eyes where wide with distress. "you said something about flying little one, then you leaned foward and fell. Are you okay little one? She asked, eyes wide.
"ye..yes, I think so" I murmmer.
Are you sure?" You sure? I can get help if you need it" She offered
"No I'm fine".
"I can it's not a bother, not a-"
"No, mom I' m fine!" He said, cutting her off.
"Fine, but if you are even a tiny bit sore I'll get some help for you." She squeaked before going to calm his brothers and sisters. You, worry about the smallest things he thought but held his tounge. And bounded away wincing at his sore muscles, but there was no way he was going to complain to his mom. He was already unpopular with the others and didn't want to be thought of as a newborn and "bird brain". He started exploring, sniffing and covering every inch of the place. Soon he was so tired he was convinced he'd fall asleep right on his paws, so he dragged himself off to home and plopped himself next to mom.
"You sure?" She asked for the millionth time
"Yes!" Hover almost yelled. He fell asleep just as the words slipped out of his mouth. His dream were filled with him flying then falling to the ground. At one point he thought it was real everything was so real. He woke up to bright rays waeming his coat. Stretching he dragged himself up, and as soon as the smell hit his nose he was squealing with delight. "Look! We got honey! I love honey! It's my favourite you know!"
"Of course little one, how could I forget?" She says giving him a warm smile. "Now go play!" She shooes us away. I instantly scurry over to the window sill as I see a beatiful Stellars Jay, glide over, give me a inquisitive look at flew into the sky swirling it's black feathers. The ends where blended with a stunning aqua blue. Hover smiled at it's perfection of flying and wished that he could join it. Swooping and riding the thermals. He sighed quietly careful not to disturb the bird, but it soon fluttered away. He leaned closer until his nose was pressed agaisnt the glass. A robin also decided to give a visit, picking at the floor in a never ending search for food. He quickly recorded what he saw. He spend all his day watching, a eagle swooped down, and fixed him with sharp glare. A shiver passed through him, from the tip of his whiskers to the end of his tail. He stared at the creature. It glided awayand dissapeared in the the twilight. He recorded it. Then thought of something why not draw it? He still had it fresh in his memory. He began to sketch. Soon the moon held high in the glimmering sky. He sighed, satisfied with his art and recording and trudged home. He fell asleep instantly. He woke up at dawn. Quickly scurring back to his post. he watched slowly as birds flutterd by. At one point he saw a red fox. It stared at him, it gave him such a fright he almost fell of his perch. With a squeal he reported back to his mother but she was more intersted if he did get hurt.
¨Did you fall?¨She asked worriedly
¨No! I saw it! It´s pelt was russet, and it´s paws and muzzle looked like it was sprinkled in soot!¨He squealed
¨so you didn´t fall right?¨
¨NO! I didn´t!¨Squealing in delight he began to flip through his recordings. Squeaking and shuddering with delight. Smiling as he remebered watching the birds. He heard the creak of a door as it was pushed open. A voice whispered
¨Just here to take a look, I hope we find you a friend Skitters.¨The person with perrmision placed a small rat next to him. ¨Now you go play¨. Then left, peering at rats and playing with them. Commenting. ¨look! He reminds me of a badger!¨ In the distance he spotted a albino rat, she seemed to be caught in some sort of trance. Staring.
¨........never though I´d be here again...¨She whispered. So quietly he didn´t catch it.
¨Hi! I didn´t hear you, do you mind repeating?¨He asked exicted. Then he got a clear view of her, she was a albino with ruby eyes and a short tail.
¨..Sure....I guess...I said I never thought I´d be here again.¨ She said, he heard it this time but barely.
¨Oh!!!! He squealed then frowned ¨what do you mean by ¨never though I´d be here again?¨He asked curiously ¨were you here before?¨ The rat frowned as if she didn´t like him asking her questions.
¨Yes I was here before, until I was adopted. I miss it here but I like my home too.¨
¨Okay! Whats your name? I´m Hover by the way.¨He squeaked grinning at her
¨Skitters¨
¨ I like that name!¨
¨thanks?¨
¨Your welcome!¨¨
¨You´re funny¨She said quietly a small smile creeping on her muzzle
¨Thanks! No one ever really talks to me¨ He said suddenly feeling self concious.
¨Welcome to my world.¨
¨You are like me?¨
¨Depends by what you are like.¨ Smilling
¨well nobody talks or plays with me.¨
¨my owner plays with me, but apart from that nobody else does. So I guess I am like you in a way¨
¨tell me a bit about yourself.¨
¨...... My name is Skitters... I like marbles?¨They both burst out laughing.
¨Nice! But I meant like what you dream about that sort of stuff. Here, I´ll start, but first promise you won´t laugh¨
¨Promise.¨ Taking a deep breath
¨I want to fly, like a bird.¨
¨So? I don´t see a problem.
¨¨ Really? Now you tell me.
¨Promise you won´t laugh!¨she says imatating my voice
¨Promise¨He said iminating her back
¨I want a friend, a really good one. One that won´t leave me in the dust.¨ He felt giddy with excitment, he could be that friend he was never a friend to anyone because no one wanted a ¨Bird brain¨for a friend. He could try though! ¨You think I´m weird don´t you?¨She asked slamming him backt o reality.
¨NO! In fact I also want a friend.¨ he insisted.She smiled at him. ¨Tell you what I´ll show you what I like to do, and you show me what you like to do.¨
¨Fine.¨
¨I´ll go first.¨He scampered to the window sill. She scurried after him. Heaving herself up next to him.¨I like climbing, it´s the closest the sky I´ll ever be.¨ He said, she didn´t respond, and whispered
¨look! Do you see that bird?¨
¨yes, it´s a Stellars Jay, this one comes here quite a bit.¨
¨You know a lot about birds.¨
¨Yes, but only about birds.¨ He laughed.
¨shh!!¨she said a edge of annoyance shocking him. ¨Another bird is coming!¨He smiled, maybe they could be friends afterall. Maybe... just maybe.
As a hawk swooped low, Skitters jerked back, her paws slipping on the window sill. She didn't utter a single word just eyes widened and slipped. Hover leaped foward catching her by the tail. His tail lashing in a wild beat.
"Hey! Stop pulling on my tail!" Skitters snapped dangling in front of. Pulling her up she said "thanks, I haven't seen much hawks around."
"It's okay, the first time I saw one I did fall off!"
"Were you okay?"
"Just shaken, but I was sore for a while after."
"Ouch" Skittes said.
"Yeah, not making that mistake again!"
"heheh........Hover.......I have just one question....."
"Ohhh! And it is......?"
"When was the first time you ever wanted to fly?" Skitters asked in a quiet voice. He gulped
"well.... I was just opened my eyes..... You know... when that happens you want to see everything! So.....I remeber the day... I had been sitting around trying to ignore comments directed to me...oh yes I remebered one..."bird brain"....oh yes and " He thinks he can grow wings and fly away". I was sad. My tail dragging behind me I went home to the little hut in my cage. Hurt, I crawled next to her, sobbing. She told me to go to sleep. I tried...I really did..... but sleep never came. So it was dawn, first light flickering throught the window weakly. I climbed to the window sill(that took forever!) and sat their. Outside, there were a couple bird feeders. Then I caught a flash of brilliant green, so I turned my head to look. I saw a ruby throated humming bird. The pale light reflecting against it's green metalic feathers, making it seem to glow. I stared caught in a trance, never taking my eyes off it, not for a second. Then it flew... it flew as if it was the easiest thing. Flapping so fast it's wings were just a blurs against it's sides. Since that day, I've longed to fly, it woke some part of me up. Like I was releasing a bird, it was free, swooping and soaring throught the sky and staying close to him, warming him. He confessed.
"Thank you Hover, that was a beatiful story..... I loved it, I hope you do get to fly." The thought of flying made him giddy with excitement." And his tail started swinging in the air like a helicoptor, spinning so fast it was a flashing blur. "Carful! If you spin fast enough you just might lift off!" she joked.
"Really???!! You think so?
"Oh yes!" . Hover didn't read the sarcasm in her voice, and spun faster. His tail knocking into Skitters
"Hey!" She yelped before being tossed away.
"Sorry!" He said his tail stopped spinning.
"It's okay," she sighed " I am the one needing to thank you, so again Thank you!"
"No problem!" He beamed at her, I want to show you more, and dragged her off to get his book. It was filled with sketches of birds and feathers, information was neatly put into catagorys (example: Name: Stellars Jay, Nesting: Blah blah Blah! Feathers: Blah Blah Blah! Ect.) and the were acutal feathers on it. "What do you think?"
"that you are the smartest rat around!"
"thanks!"
"Now you have to do what I want!" She laughed and dragged him off. The two found a lone sock laying on the floor,
¨Hmmmmm.....wonder who´s sock this is.¨Then he notcied that Skitters fur wasn´t close to him, he swung his gaze to see that she had started attacking the sock, wrestling and crawling in it. He stood amusement flickering in his eyes.
¨Well, are you going ot sit there like a pillar or join me?¨She snapped though there was amusent in her voice, he laughed. He laughed and threw himself into the sock wrestling in it, squealing as he was engulfed by darkness, though he like it, His tail swishing behind him he nibbled one side of the sock while Skitters worked on the other side nipped at it and pulling out threads.
"This is fun!" He giggled
¨Of course it is! Why else would do it?¨
¨Ummmmm???? I have no idea!¨ He laughed, She snorted. Soon SKitters brought him to play with marbles, she stared at them with such intensity he wondered what she saw in them, he found them slightly boring but he changed his mind when they rolled them around and chased them. Skitters and him ate crackers until they couldn´t find another crumb in their stomachs.
¨This is so good!¨Said Skitters
¨Uh huh!¨He agreed. After a while of sitting and chatting. The person came back, gently picked him up,
¨I think, Skitters has taken a liking to you little guy.¨ the person said, glancing at Skitters.
¨So you coming, or have you decided that you´d like to spend the rest of your life like a blade of grass? Never moving.¨Asked Skitters with a small smile
¨Really?I can´t belivive it!¨He was squeaking like a newborn now. ¨Yess!!¨He blushed when Skitters gave him a quizzacal look. ¨ummmmm..¨She said embrassed.
¨Lets go home, said the person. Scooping him up, and placing him on her shoulder and Skitters rode on the other, and walked out of Chitter Squeek Rattery.
My two lovely little Pommies. <3 The one on the left is Will not be active for a while
