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What will you name her if you get her?
Why do you want her?
What is her personality?
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What will you name her if you get her?
Why do you want her?
What is her personality?
Extra/Other:

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What will you name her if you get her?:I will name her plum. The reason for this name is the purple fur that is the natural coloration of a ripe plum.

Why do you want her? I want her because I think she looks absolutely gorgeous and the adoptable reminds me of myself in a way since my favorite color is purple and my element is earth, which is green.

What is her personality? Plum is very imaginative and artistic. She loves looking at things at a different angle than other Trekkles and is very proud of it. She can also get extremely jealous of others if they have a talent or object that she does not posses. She always tries to be the best of the best, going into contest after contest. But she does not cheat or trick others to win and thinks there is no pride and effort in cheating. If she loses, she aggressively practices her skills before trying again, repeatedly trying to smooth out her mistakes to seek victory until she literally gets sick of it. When she isn't in contests or gloating about her talents, Plum can be found casually flying or drawing pictures in the sands of beaches or etching things in stone. She is also quite different outside the arena and the limelight, being relatively observant, reserved, calculative, flexible, and at times unpredictable and devious when angered.

Extra/Other: I have a little short story for her.

It was the big day for Plum at the race track. Trekkles of many different colors, shapes and sized watched impatiently as the racers stretched their legs and arms for the big run. Plum carefully scanned the other competitors with her dark purple eyes, paying close attention to their stature, height, and facial expressions. She licked one of her paws and held it up low. The hot summer breeze was slowly blowing South, which was the direction that the track crossed. She ignored the loud screaming and buzzing of the big crowd, trying hard to maintain her focus on the track. Carefully tracing the layout in her mind, her keen eyes saw small rocks in the track, which heightened the possibility of a impediment in her lead to a simple fall flat on her face.

"The race will begin in thirty seconds!" yelled the announcer loudly in his bullhorn. The other racers were silent like stone statues as they towered over Plum. They were twice her height and were all males. It slightly hindered her confidence, but she quickly shook it off and continued to concentrate on the road, her mouth not wavering. Her eyes not wandering. Instincts and senses severely focused on the long path ahead.

"On your marks!"

This was it. It was all or nothing. Either Plum would win, or she would not. The pressure was on. She took a long deep breath and changed into position.

"Get set!"

The words of the announcer echoed faintly in her mind, like the yell of a person echoing in an empty cave. She couldn't turn back now, for it was already too late to quit now.

"GO!!!"

As fast as a lightning bolt, Plum bolted from the starting point. Nimbly dodging rocks and jumping over hurdles and cones with the expertise of a true acrobatic. She could hear the roar of the cheering audience and the wind blowing against her as she ran. As the energy slowly began to decrease inside of her like a car running out of gas, Plum pushed herself even harder. Breathing like a maniac and her eyes bloodshot. The other racers trailed close behind her, proving to be a challenge. A blue Trekkle clad in a light orange shirt ran with her neck to neck. Everyone else had either dropped out or had been disqualified for cheating.

Mockingly, the bow faced her and started insulting her and taunting her, pushing her even harder. Her anger slowly bubbling from his mockery. The finish line was in the far distance, with balloons, a crowd, and all. Like fast fit greyhounds, they continued running and running. The crowd screamed and hollered in delight as the new winner emerged from the finish.

[AndGlace]

Hello, My Name is owlfreak123, and I would like to apply for this Trekkel!

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What will you name her if you get her?
If I was lucky enough to get this cute little girl, I would name her Primrose This name just seems to be so fitting for her because it is very sweet and beautiful sounding, like her, and it brings to mind the spring time, and all of the beautiful flowers that would be in bloom; all the colors!
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Why do you want her?
To be honest, I found this adoption center only a week ago, and have applied for many trekkels, but have not gotten one yet. This one has to be my favorite so far, and I would love to have her be my first ever trekkel! I love her colors, I have always been a fan of pastel colors, and love her creamy little ears. The colors go so well together, and make her so cute! I also love her purple eyes, they look so exotic and unique. If I got this trekkel, I would be more than happy to but her in my signature, or trading rules, or even in my writing shop, which is closed at the moment because of school, But she will definitely be on display! I just love trekkels they are so cute!
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What is her personality?
By looking at the splotches of color on her fur, I think that a good personality for her would be for her to be a bubbly and energetic little girl, who is just full of wonderment. She is very intelligent, and talkative, and has a passion for art and music. she is commonly found with paint stains all over her fur, pencil smudges on her paws (hands?), and a warming smile on her face. She loves the outdoors, and is often found sitting outside, no matter what the weather, and just living life, or painting the scene around her. One of her favorite places to be, is to sit outside, sitting on the tallest tree, her paws dangling over the side, and playing sweet melodies on her flute. Finally, she likes to see the better in everyone, and hates pessimists and bullies. She loves any weather, and many times have been caught dancing in the pouring rain. This carefree girl would be a wonderful addition to my family.
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Extra/Other:

Short story just for fun.

The day was grey and dark. Angry storm clouds swirled in the sky, and the wind furiously beat the tall pine trees which towered over seas of swaying, amber wheat. The air was static, and heavy, and the silence that hung in the field, like the prairie itself was holding its breath, promised a storm. A big storm. Fragile shadows occasionaly flitted here and there, but overall, these old crop fields seemed forsaken. At least from the outside.
Deep in the breathing roots of the tallest spruce tree, in a soft blue bed, lay a young trekkel. Her thick fur was a fiery auburn and her chocolate brown eyes glittered madly whenever she smiled. However, she wasn't smiling today. Her lips were drawn back tight with worry, her expression was grave, and the way she twitched her cream tipped tail showed her distress. No, today was not a day for smiling. Other Trekkels scurried about behind her supine body. Their faces identically displaying the same distressed expression. Oddly enough, not a single one dared utter a word, lest some evil be summoned by their voices. It remained this way most of the day until the silence was broken during sundown. The sun lay on the horizon, bleeding red onto the land just above their underground den. The dull clanging of an iron bell reverberated throughout the roots of the spruce tree, Summoning all who heard to come forth. All the Trekkels did so obediently, all to the town hall, a small pocket in the earth, filled with neat rows of little benches and a podium at the front. Currently, the mayor , a lime green trekkel with yellow stripes running down his back, sat at the front behind said podium. As soon as all of the trekkels took there seats he began to speak.
" I have brought you all here to day to discuss the Impending danger that has dawned upon all of us." The others all nodded in unison. "The threat that has been creeping up on our colony for ages." The mayor looked around the room, as if he were searching for the right words. "For the few of you that may not know, our lovely forest, the one we've taken such good care of, is going to be destroyed and replaced with a strip mall! Some inside sources have told me that the bulldozers will be coming any day now!" He paused for effect, and let the tension in the room peak. "Does anyone have any idea how to stop them?"
Nobody moved.
"Of course, take your time. It's not like we're being rushed or anything," The mayor's voice was caustic, and his eyes were hard. "Anyone? Really, don't be shy! Nobody has any idea what to do?" The room was silent. "Alright, well I suppose we have no choice. As decree of the mayor, I ask each and everyone of you to pack your bags. We are evacuating the area. And we may never Return, so say your goodbyes. Please hurry though, we have to leave within the day."
The room remained motionless and silent for a while, as if everyone was in shock. Finally, the town exploded into a mob of scurrying trekkels, each frantically packing all they could carry, and coming together in one crowd in the middle of the town, waiting for instructions. WILL FINISH LATER>>>>>