by animales » Sun Apr 22, 2012 2:34 am
Username: animales
Ratlet Number:#4
Why do you want to adopt? Okay I've seen this thread before, you know while scrolling down the adoptables but never have tried to adopt one( so much to chose from! :3). My best friend perros1234 has been driving me ever so slightly crazy ,talking non stop about her rat, Skitters! Okay since she was always talking about how great this place was I looked at it some more. When I was looking at the avilable ratlets #4 just stole my heart! Took it right away faster than I could blink. My eyes were all for him, I had probelms dragging my eyes away from him and coping the forum to adopt. I just wanted to stare at him all day! Now for the hard part writing the entry. For the most random reason the name truffels poped into my head. I used to play this nintendo game and it had a badger( he looks like one) called Trufflehunter( the mushroom not the chocolates no matter how great that sounds) I think Trufflehunter was too long of a name so I just chose Truffels. Not only that I almost got a puppy last summer and I was planning to name him that. Truffels was sweet and quiet, the runt of the litter( which was a nice change, all the other puppies were very chubby! And heavy!) I based the personality off ¨Truffels¨the puppy.
Rat Name: Truffels I think suits him well:3
Personality: (Likes, dislikes, how they react to people, other rats, etc.)[/size]W.I.P
Truffels is the sweet and shy type, perferring to be in a small group with his closest friends rather than a large group of his o.k friends. But he can think you can be a little annoing at times but never tells, he would hate to hurt some rats feelings. He´s sweet and sypathetic alway caring about every rats worries and trys hard to help solve their probelms. He´s a day dream often getting lost in his fantasies sometimes even just dropping off into ¨day dream land¨. He´s shy and quiet around rats but bolder with humans. He has a secret little stuffed rabbit thats ¨the strong and silent type¨ acording to him. Truffels is also artistic, he likes to rearrange the pebbles on the floor and make patters,draw in the dirt and make giant drawings on gravel fields. Truffels is 100% loyal, he belivies ¨don´t judge a book by its cover¨and will gaurd his friends secrets. He would expect the same from you though, he if you give away his secret he won´t want revenge but he´ll be angry and ask to talk it out. He loves cookie dough, when he lived in his first home when his owner would bake cookies and feed him just a little bit of cookie dough. Truffels stomach is not off limits for petting he loves it when you tickle him there. Truffels speaks up for what he belives in and is ready to take a stand no matter how scary it is. Truffels worries about everything, he´s a little nervous by nature but a little aprihention doesn´t kill anybody.
Quirks[/b]: (Little things like "Enjoys sleeping on her back", "Loves hoarding candy wrappers", etc.) Hidinig things in the ground and trying to find it again(though he rarely finds it!) his favourite quote of that ¨Where´d that stupid nut go?¨ He loves sunsets and when the stars are out. Truffels absoutely loves digging and hiding under things. He loves to burrow under ground and if thas not avilable, he´ll try o burrow in is bedding! Doesn´t work very well thoughXD. The tunnels go for ages! With many twists and turns. He also loves chewing and taking apart old socks and making a comfy bed out of them(and sweaters well any cloth with do!)Truffels also has a slight magpie attraction to small shiny objects. Just little peices will do and he likes to collect them in the corner of his cage that sunlight flows through making them dazzily bright. Fastinaed by mirrors. HAve you ever woke up on a day that just snowed last nigh and you see a bunch of untouched snow and feel a srange urge to be the first to walk through it?Truffels can´t fight that urge and runs into he unouched snow, he jus loves it! Making¨Rat angles¨by rolling on his back and leaving his mark. Slipping on frozen puddles which serve a mini ice skating rink! And after playing outside in the snow he loves to sleep by a crackily fireplace.
What do you plan on doing with your rat? (Roleplay, Make art of, Hoard art of, etc.)
Okay all my charries are canies and females. I think it would be fun and a nice change to have a male rat one:D The roleplay sounds like lots of fun, It´d be great to see all the rats won come to life:) I like writing somaybe he could be featured in a story:) Probaly try making art( not a artist though...)
If you feel you can no longer care for your Rat, will you return it here to find a new home?of course! BUt I highly doubt thats going to happen
Artwork/Story?
The sunset was just above the horizion, the sky streaked with red, gold and orange. Around the golden sun a rosy glow emitted from the sky. Pink fluffy clouds drifted lazily across the colour filled sky.I remebered it all, too well he thought. I sighed, he remebered the heat of the flames, the feel of smoke tearing down his throat, his fur being schorched by the hungry flames and most of all he remebered the scream of his owner. I lived in a litttle house with a happy family, I was owned by a girl that took good care of him.But that was all over now. I remebered that summer night when she let him lose around the house, climbing up onto the windowstill and staring at the night sky scattered with glowing white stars. A golden full moon, shining down and his owner laughing softly and stroking his head with a gentell finger ¨Isn´t beautiful, Truffels? ¨and then she fell silent for the rest of the night stroking over and over my head with her soft warm fingers, as we watched the stars retreat and the moon leaving and dawn creeping back to earth. He missed those nights when everything was everything was so simple, with the moon lighting up the room with its gentell glow. Sometimes she fell asleep on those nights, and I watched the sky trasform I liked to think he protected her. His eyes fell back onto the sunset, he hadn´t seen such beauty since.....when? I shake my head, the colour streaked sky suddenly ignited and burst into flame. The hungry flames flickered and glow but refused to light out. The flames glowed once more omniously before reaching down and I screamed. This had already happened, but again? I screamed untill my voice gave out, feeling the farmilar sensation of the smoke tearing down his throat, my fur catching flame this was new. My fur had never cuaght flame before, I screamed my skin burning and the heat so hot I could barely open his eyes to only reaveal the flames dancing around me. I fell back, my eyes closing waiting to feel the flames grap my body and burn it to dust.I heard my owners familar scream split the air and peirce my skull, I want to tear out my eyes But instead of feeling the flames sear my fur his body hit bare ground. . My eyes flew open, he was staring at the remains of his burned home. I could feel my eyes misting up, it was all a day dream not real.He stared at the remains feeling hollow and empty. Only a few days had passed since his house burned. He remembered his owner getting pulled out by her mother of the searing flames as she screamed to reach him but the flames wouldn´t allow her to pass. I got out but it was too late, she was gone and her family I can´t find them anymore no matter how hard I look. I want to scream so loud that my lungs will burst. My tomach rumbles, I haven´t aten since the burning. I don´t want to eat and life is too sweet to take for granted. I tear myself away from the ruins and try to find food with no luck. Night was back, I looked up at the sky hoping to find the familar beauty I had missed but tonight the stars looking cold and distant and the moon looking omnious . I scurry back to the ruins and nestel under a peice of wood. I missed warmth, not the warmth of a crackling fireplace, or a sunbeam I miss the warmth and wieght of a hand laying over my back. I whimper and dream that night. My owners face is in front of mine, her amber eyes glowing¨Truffels your awake¨ she whispered my heart sings. We go outside and stare at the stars the grass soft and comforting under me. Suddenly my blood turns to ice, amber? Her eyes are sea green! I turn on her and she tranforms into an owl. I scream and wake up my heart racing. It's just a dream I tell myself trying to calm myself, a perfectly cruel dream. I can't sleep, I can't move I stay in his shocked trance untill dawn I look for food I really do, but no luck... The day drags on and all I can think about is my dream. With the lack of sleep, water and food I back out. I wake up, everything around me is alien. I shake my head and struggle to my paws. " Where am I?" I whisper
" At paws and Claws Animal shelter, where'd you think genuis?" says a voice thick with scorn.Did I say that outoud? I think. My world is coming into focus. I see I'm in a roomy cage, the ground piled high with shavings and at the corner theres food, a water bootle and some strange circular object. I turn slowly to see another ratlet, a white male with splashes of brown patches.
" I'm Splat by the way, brainless" yawned Spalt looking bored" I really don't want another roomate,annoying little rats eating up all the food and stealing all the attention!" he grumbles" good thing Cheddar left, he hogged the food bowl!" he exclaimes throwing up his paws. I sigh there no point arguing with this rat no matter how much he buggs me. Splat makes his way over to the foood bowl and chucks some seeds lazily into his mouth
" so, you planning to get adopted? Whaz your straggety?" he asked his voice slurred with all those seeds and I can see him chewing them! Gross!
" I would tell you mine, but it wouldn't work on you plus you'd steal it" he comments stuffing more seeds into his mouth. Ouch, that stings. I haven't though of getting adopted....I don't think I want to.. be"
" I don't know" I mumble my voice barely audioable and so quiet that it would vbe out of the hearing range of the older rats.
" hahaha!" laughes Splat rolling around, having spasams of delight"lets hope this roomy thing is tempoary" he calles cramming even more food into his mouth. How much can a ratlet eat?!He's bound to explode soon.
I just sit down and drift off, no dreams that night just darkness. I woke up from a light and troubled sleep. The shelter opened and people strolled in cooing at the aniamls. A pair of kids had thier faces pressed up agaist the glass, Splat making desparte attempts to charm the pair and me huddled up in a corner. The pair left and moved on and Splat aproched me¨don´t you want to be adopted, be a kids biggest dream and to be loved?¨he whispered softly in my ear.
¨I´ve been already loved..¨I whispered choking on the last word. My eyes misted and I corved my paws over my eyes as if an attempt to shut the world off
¨true¨he whispered¨but standing here isn´´t going to help. I was loved once to¨he whispered his eyes gazing off in to nothingness, memories flickery in his eyes. ¨I miss her, but maybe its for the best¨he whispers¨open your heart¨he whispered his eyes with tenderness ¨Ohhh! Loook! More visitors¨he shierks and scrambles off. I laugh just when he was being sensitive and I was starting to like him. I smile in theI sunshine
¨I still miss her but moving isn´t forgetting I´ll always love her and miss her with every breath I take
but she would understand¨ I say ¨now what in the world is that?!¨I laugh pointing at the circular object.
He explains to me its called a ¨wheel¨you run on it, its super fun! I love it but Splat hogs it! We became closer over time,somewhat he´s told me some secrets but I can´t tell you I promised. I moved places, somewhere called¨chitter squeek rattery¨its super nice here. I miss Splat though.....he got a nice home so thats what I only care about. My white fur seems to glow in the firelight, its been a while since being at chitter squeek. I´m at ¨home¨that sounds right. The fire is warm on my fur, this fire is differnt unlike the schorhing fire when my home burned down, its soft and friendly. I curl up feeling the warmth travles from my whisker tips to my tail tip. I smile I had eaten some cookie dough and it felt warm in my belly. I close my eyes and feel the soothing crakle of the fireplace. I smiled and rolled over, maybe tonight I would climb up onto the window and stare at the stars like the old days. I stare into space thining about my most recent day dreams I smile, his most recent one he was back at the shelter but Splat was being CONSIDERIATE, I was soooo worried! That night I stare at the stars, they are the same. At first I thought I wasn´t whole without my owner or Splat but now I know I´m whole on my own. If you truly love someone you let it free.
Truffels sliped outside and smiled¨where´d that stupid nut go?!¨she laughed reffering to the nut Splat had given him as a good bye present he had buried for safe keeping. A small tree was sprouting out of the soil facing the full blast of the moon. Truffels smilied this was the good life.
