Pet's ID Tag: 21
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Name You'd Choose for It:I'd like to keep it Sonata ^_^
Gender:Feminine
Reason You Want It:She's caught my eye for a while now. I really want her as a sort of "best friend" for another character of mine. I've been looking for a the muse to write for him, and I think she's a perfect companion for adventrues. ^_^
History/Background/Other:Sonata had always been different then the other red necked Wallabies. Not just in the way she looked but in the way she acted too. Nothing was really "normal" about her. For one her fur was much lighter than others in her mob. Her markings were unusual too. Sonata always had a bad habit of questioning everything and sort of "thinking" out loud to herself. I say thinking because the one think Sonata never really did, was talk. Oh sure she mumble, questioned and thought out loud but it was impossible to have a conversation with the young wallaby. Most of Sonata's family only really paid attention to her when they had to, so Sonata spend most of her time wandering around and looking at the kinds of things most other wallabies ignore. Despite what most people seemed to think, Sonata was and still is, amazingly smart. If you pause and listen to what she's actually saying you'll be amazed at what you hear. So our story begins one day when Sonata is out wandering...
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Two men were driving through the outback in a large truck. They were laughing and joking, a net was in their hands. Sonata could see the truck coming. Cocking her head she wondered what it was.
Is this some sort of new creature? The feet are curious, I wonder what genus it is. She mumbled quietly. Suddenly, Sonata could see through the windshield that one of them was pointing at her. The other man turned the wheel and before Sonata could think to move they jumped out of the truck. The net was still in their hands as a thick, sick grin crossed their faces. "Come here pretty, oh you're a pretty one." They cooed, creeping closer. Sonata turned to ran but fear kept her from moving.
What are you doing? What do you want? She whimpered, but of course they didn't understand her. The men's hands came up and Sonata finally got up the courage to move. She realized it was too late when her face hit the net. Sonata's breathing increased, and her eyes grew wide with terror. She scampered around the net frantically, but this only made the men laugh harder. They picked her up upside down, so she was staring at ground with only a net inbetween her and it. She dug at the net, she had to get away. Suddenly a sharp pain hit her shoulder and before she could struggle again a black fog filled her head and forced her eyes shut. When she woke up again she was in a large steel box. She looked around wildly and backed slowly into the corner. Her eyes stared at the large bars, she was to scared to even blink. For what seemed like weeks to her, but was only a few hours, she just sat there shaking quietly. Her brain, that was normally whirling with facts, could now only think of one thing.
Where am I? How long until I die? With a creaking groan, the door to the truck opened and a bright light filled the van. Sonata felt blinded and her heart rate sped up even more. When she saw the shape of a man in the open doorway she began hoping madly around the cage, trying to find a way out. Any way out. "What's wrong with her? Why is she so wierdly... colored?" a voice said. Sonata stopped and closed her eyes. This was it, this was the end. "I don't know but that's why we called him," Another voice said motioning to someone to the left of the truck. Sonata reopened her eyes and saw the man in the window of light. "You guys got lucky I was on vacation here," He grumbled reaching towards the cage. Sonata made a very terrified wallaby noise and scurried to the back corner. The man chuckled. It was a much quieter and nicer laugh than the one she had heard from the two men early. She began to relax a bit. "Well what's ever wrong with it I don't think the government is gonna want to let that thing back out into the wild. We wouldn't want it to breed or anything." One of the voices said, staring at Sonata with disgust. The kind man shook his head as he unlatched the cage. "Shh it's ok," he cooed, reaching towards sonata. The Wallaby grew frightened again and lunged out to bite the man. He barely flinched when she bit down. He just continued to coo. At last Sonata relaxed enough to let go. Petting her head gently, he gave Sonata a mild sedative. She relaxed but managed to stay awake as the three men gently moved her cage out of the truck. "Do you want to keep her until the tests come back?" One of the men asked. The kind man scratched his head and looked at Sonata for a while. A sudden feel passed through the air between them and he smiled. Look back at the other two he nodded and said, "Sure, Spazz needs more mammals to keep him company."
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.