Rats - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
At first we shooed the rats away with sticks and brooms, but within an hour the steady trickle had become a stampede of brown fur and black beady eyes. They flowed like a muddy river, not deviating from their course out of the city. We watched them until the mass became a trickle again. Then they were gone and we were left to discover why...
We knew something was wrong when the rats flowed out of the sewer in a frantic brown wave. A seething, living, furry tsunami of terrified animals. They swarmed down the city streets not stopping until they were past the badlands. That was the start. That was when everything went from difficult and monotonous to a living nightmare.
"It's a bomb-sniffer rat." I said, watching the lean, gray rodent lead the way as soldiers cautiously followed behind it. We were sitting in a nearby tree with binoculars. Suddenly, the rat stopped dead in its tracks. The soldiers did, too. Immediately, they called the rat back and laid a square of orange fabric where it had been.
"The bomb squad will come for it in a couple minutes. You'll see." I said to Annie. She smiled. "What should we do for now?"
"Watch the rat some more." I said. It had found a new trail, zig-zagging to the left and the right before making a beeline straight for us. Just before reaching the bottom of the tree, it stopped dead in its tracks. As the bomb squad's truck pulled up to the previous find, the soldiers raced over to the rat to place another orange sheet on the ground directly below the branch I was sitting on. A pink blur came out of the tree; Annie's flip-flop. Everyone dived away from the ground before the world went up in flames.
I woke up some time later, unable to move.
Where was Annie? I couldn't see her.
The gray rat sat on my face, and I couldn't shake it off.
The rats curled up in mass of fur. Without disturbing them it would be quite impossible to tell how many were there, cuddled up in the dim light of the bedroom. One misplaced step and the squeaky floorboard had them bolt apart faster than a shoplifting gang in the market place.
A pack of rats, a mischief of rats, beady eyes, sleek brown fur, teeth like steel pincers, teeth like hypodermic needles, long pink tail, scrabble, scurry, scramble, climb, can jump a foot and a half, beady eyes, whiskers, intelligent, affectionate.
Rats are adorable, fluffy creatures. They love to eat all kinds of food, and you can even teach them to do tricks! Some people don't like them, but I can't really understand. They're just too cute!