by Wolf's Spirit » Wed May 30, 2012 3:54 pm
I am sooo happy to be able to post here!
Username:Wolf's Spirit
Ratlet Number:2
Why do you want to adopt Because he is just sooo cute. I love how he looks like a pineapple. The way the scales look, and pow his cute pinapple hair sticks up and put everywhere, I just find him the master of cute. I have never in my life seen anything of this sort. I know I can give him a perfect home. He is just so beautiful, and I just knew I had to have him the second I lay my eyes on him. He is just so perfect. He will forever be my favorite rat! Even if I don't win him.
Rat Name: Rae
Personality: (Likes, dislikes, how they react to people, other rats, etc.)Rae is fun-loving and easygoing. He tries not to let anyone annoy him, and get along. Most of the time he succeeds. He is very likeable, and very few beings dislike him. He just endears one and all. But if anyone tries to harm his family or friends, he instantly defends them. Nothing can get in the way of his family or friends. He hates it when anyone tries to get in his way. Physically, mentally, or somewhere in between. He is usually sweet and cuddly, but once he gets riled, you better watch out. His "hair" and tail stick out and they get very poky... Rae makes friends with almost everybody. He is kind of like sunshine ona a cloudy day. His good mood tends to rub off on everybody, and then pretty soon the whole room is full of smiling creatures. Rae can be unusually shy and bashful around that one pretty girl rat... He gets tounge-tied, trips, stumbles, falls, runs into things ( like your typical miscellaneous pole), and totally embarrasses himself the one time he needs to act cool. Fortunately for him, usually she thinks it's oh so cute. Dispute being outgoing and such, there are a couple things that bother Rae. For instance, he absolutely cannot stand cedar shavings for his bedding. They make him sneeze, and he cannot get used to the smell and the dust. He'd rather have shredded paper. "Which is by the way quite soft and comfortable, thank you very much." says Rae himself. He also dislikes when anyone or thing pulls on his tail. He will put up with quite a lot of uncomfortable situations, but touch his tail, and you're dead. This goes for everybody. Rae finds having his "scales" strokes the wrong way is very annoying and kind of painful. It's like when you push up agains your ear, it gets flattened to you're skull and feels ok. But if you push the other way, it gets pushed to your cheek and kind of hurts. Rae loves having his cheek scratched and rubbed where his skin rubs and gets itchy. Or if you scratch him behind the ears. Almost anywhere is fine. He has also always wanted to know what chocolate tastes like. He doesn't get any, because it's extremely unhealthy and poisonous to pretty much all animals. But that doesn't stop him from begging. He hopes that he will get a piece, just one, someday... Rae's favorite food is pommagranite seeds and gummy worms. (even though the only gummy worm he ever had in his life was
In a backery when he was younger) Rae is deathly afraid of spiders. He hates them! He doesn't know why, but they just frighten him.
Quirks: Whenever he sees anyone eating pineapples, he makes really sad squeaking noises and curles up in a ball, rocking back and forth. If the pineapple eater continues to eat, then he will grab the piece of pineapple and runs with it. If he is outside, he will crawl under a bush and bury it. I f he is inside, It will end up being buried in a flower pot. Rae hqs an obsessive need to have perfectly groomed claws at all times. He cannot stand long claws, and will try to shorten them. He has taken my nail clippers and acctually tried to use them, scratch his claws on the tree bark like the friendly nieghborhood cat, and rub them on sandpaper. None of these really work out for him, and he usually ends up hurting himself. That's why I always have to make sure his claws are always properly groomed. He also loves to sleep in my bed with me. BUT if he doesn't have a little yellow frayed piece of a rope that he was clinging to when I adopted him, then he will refuse to sleep at all. He will run around in circles, searching for it everywhere like crazy. Right after I got him from the adoption center, my mother tried to throw away the worn role fragment. She pried it out of his paws, even after multiple frightened and angry squeaks. That night, he would not fall asleep. He looked like he was looking for something. I looked at him in confusion. "Go to sleep" I urged while stroking him. That made him run around, sniffing and poking his nose everywhere, even more. Then me darted out of my room. I was horrified. What if he got caught in a mouse trap?!? I couldn't stand it. I dashed after him. I saw a green tail disappear around the corner to the kitchen. He was poking around in the garbadge. "What are you doing"? I asked in bewilderment, evn though I knew he couldn't answer. He grabbed the piece of rope my mother had thrown away. I laughed softly. I pried the rope out of his paws, and then went to the sink and washed it with soap and hot water with my cute little ratlet clinging to my hair and trying to climb to the top of my head. I dried the rope the best I could with a towel and handed it back to my ratlet. He lunged for it, almost falling off my head, and pulling on my hair. I went back to bed, thins time, with a sleeping companion.
What do you plan on doing with your rat? I will defiantly rp this little fruity beauty if I can get my hands on him! I will love him and post him on my character thread once I get that up, make artwork of him, probably write a story with him and a couple of my other charters in it, and love him forever and ever!!
If you feel you can no longer care for your Rat, will you return it here to find a new home.NEVER! I will always, always, always, always, always love him!!! BUT in for some reason IF that happens, then yes. But it WONT!!!
Artwork/Story?
Rae skittered down the sidewalk, hopelessly lost. How would he ever find home? What of his mother and father, brothers and sisters? A woman shrieked as he ran by. He shied away and kept going. Rae just wished he could go home. Stupid dare. A ratlet had dared Rae that he couldn't cross the state and back. He didn't know a state could be so big. He hadn't even made the border yet. He was tired, hungry, and a disheveled mess. He needed a proper place to sleep, not up a gutter! How would he get food to eat? He couldn't fend for himself. He was too young! All these thoughts whirled around his head. His stomach grumbled. He really needed food. He smelled something wonderful and appetizing . Across the street, there was a bakery. He dashed across the street, and a car barly missed him. He shot into the store, just as a family was coming out. He run in between their legs, and they didn't even notice him. Rae started searching for crumbs on the floor. There was only a gummy worm. Rae grabbed it, and stated gnawing. About halfway to finishing the worm, Rae heard purring. There was a cat! Rae stuffed the gummy worn in his cheek pouch, and scooted towards the door. He waited for someone to come into the bakery. Many people walked by, but none came inside. Getting desperate, Rae pushed the door with all his might. It didn't budge. Then a little boy peered inside the bakery. He tugged on his mother's arm, and tried to pull her in. As the door opened, Rae burst out. The lady pointed at him, and then fainted. Rae kept running. He had to find somewhere to stay. Preferably without a cat. Rae wandered around for a few days. He came upon a little brick building. A sign on the door said: !Chitter Squeek Rattery! He wondered what was inside. He walked up to the door, and to his surprise, found a miniature doggy door. It was the perfect size for a rat! Rae poked his head in. Inside, he saw total paradise. Rats skittered around everywhere, and cages of all shapes and sizes where stacked on tables, hung on the walls, and placed on desks. There was delicious looking food in the cages, and a bowl of water. Luscious bedding filled the cages, and there was a plastic igloo that he could make a nest in. There was also and exercise wheel, along with several toys in each cage, some new, and some well worn. A kind looking lady sat at the receptionist's desk. She bent down, and gently scooped him up. She then put him in a larger cage. An albino head with garnet eyes poked out of the blue igloo. "Hi, I'm Flash." he squeaked. "What's your name?" "Rae." Rae responded. "Cool name." Flash said, and behind him in the igloo. "Right side's mine and left side's yours, k?" "Ok" Rae replied. He poked around in the cage, and found a chew toy shaped like a carrot, a frayed piece of yellow rope, a couple of wooden blocks, and a string of treats with a bell tied to the end. The was also the food bowl filled with seeds and little squishy things, a bowl with cold, clear water, and a lime green exercise wheel. He picked up the yellow rope. He felt a sudden rush of emotions. This rope reminded him of his past. As long as he had this rope, he would never forget. Not even for an instant. Rae spent a couple of months in that cage. At first, everything was new, and exciting. But then the same thing happened day after day, and Rae grew bored with his life. He wanted to see the outside world again. On day, a blonde girl and her mother walked in. "Are you sure you want a rat?" asked the mother, wrinkling her nose in slight disgust. "Of coarse I do, and have been wanting one forever. Don't you remember last Christmas?" the girl retorted. She looked around the rattery in excitement. She looked at an adult rat that was grey with a black head, a black spot, black feet, and a black stubby tail. She looked at its cage-mate. It was a light green rat with a dark green chest area and a yellow and orange striped tail, feet and ears. "I've heard that Chitter Squeek Rattery bred rats of extraordinary color and beauty, but I never expected this." she said in aw. She ran around the store examining the rest of the rats and ratlets. Finally, she lay her eyes upon Rae. She squealed. "He's so beautiful, I just have to have him!" she cried, jumping up and down with excitement. Her mother rolled her eyes. "Well, if he's the on you really want." she replied at last. Rae found himself hugged, and clinging to the yellow rope, he was put in a see-through carrier cage. Once in the car, the girl took him out of the cage and hugged him. She set him in her lap and the car lurched forward. Rae felt tenderly towards the girl. He finally had a home.
Sorry Berkshire, he deserves better!