Skitts app

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Name: Skitters (Skitts)
Age: 3 years old
Sex: Male
Rank: Loner/Domestic

Stats (225 points max)

Strength: 25%
Stamina: 50%
Speed: 70%
Agility: 60%

Condition: Healthy
Stability: Sane
Group: None yet
Phantom: Okapi
Gifts:

-Light as a Feather-
The user is temporarily more agile, now capable of dodging the quickest of strikes for a moment or two.

-Long Stride-
Before your chase is at an end you leap with a sudden burst of speed for a few moments longer.

-Ears Aloft-
The user of this has temporary heightened hearing, allowing the smallest twitch to be heard for a second.


Personality: Skitts is an extremely paranoid and anxious cat. Most others he meets will be met with either fear or apprehension, as it takes him a while to warm up to others. He was a single house cat, so he's not entirely used to socializing with other animals just yet. However, being left alone is something he can't seem to tolerate for long, so it's likely that he'll awkwardly shuffle after others after getting over the initial nerves of meeting a new face.

History: Skitters had a simple life, any house cat's dream. All the food he wanted, loving owners who spoiled him every day-even his nervous tendencies were overlooked in these people's arms. The family thinking his anxious little ticks to be cute, and thusly dubbing him 'skitters' or Skitts, for short. He spent his days darting about the small home, hiding and fantasizing about what every dark little corner may hold. Little did the house cat know what could be coming, as the bodies burned and the epidemic spread throughout the lives all around them. His owners would become stressed with the news, and upon sensing it..the already anxious cat would have his worries spiked to new levels, leeching the fear from the humans. Unfortunately, his behavior would have the humans look at him in a new light, one of comparison and fear rather than warmth and care. He'd always been a little strange and restless..did he already have the sickness that was spreading? Had he all this time under their noses? As the situation worsened around them, his family would decide to take their leave. Abandoning the cat behind to fend for himself, there'd no chances taken in bringing him with them.

He had no idea what had happened..they'd all packed their things and torn out the door in a hurry, but that happened often didn't it? They would come back, they would..These thoughts would ramble continuously through the tom's head as the days passed. The door had been left open, but he dare not leave it..who knows what kind of horrors lurked out there. Or for another matter, might come in. Drawn in by the food that the family had abandoned, infected cats would eventually find their way into the home. More than a little horrifying, their appearance and violence towards the fearful cat would have him flee, running into the forested areas beyond.

Flaws: Fearful, Paranoid, Quick to panic

Strengths: Quick reflexes, high speed

Likes:

Dark places, anywhere he can hide.

Soothing or flowery scents.

Dislikes:

Being alone

Fears: His own mind tearing him apart.

Additional Information:

He still believes his owners will come back for him one day.

The human he had bonded the closest to taught him how to say the word 'mama'. If he's particularly despondent, he'll pitifully yowl the word; as if saying it will bring her back to save him.

RP Sample: Breathing heavily, the cat would duck and dash between the buildings. His fur fluffed up in fear, and eyes wide in panic as he ran. What in the world was going on!? W-why why whyy!!! Why was this happening, everything was gone, everyone was gone!-were other cats always this vicious!? He'd let out a frightened yowl as an angry, bedraggled..and frankly terrible looking cat nipped at his hind legs. Increasing his pawsteps until he was running as fast as he possibly could, with no where else to go, bolting into the treeline and going until he no longer could. Exhausted, the tom would collapse onto the ground, huffing and puffing, eyes going behind him to see if that terrible creature had follwed him. No sign of it..hopefully it'd leave him alone..but for now, he was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar sounds. Curling up into a tiny ball, he'd look around himself with fear filled eyes, spotting a small hole within a tree trunk. Faster than a blink he'd get up and shove himself into it, somehow feeling safer there. Was this what his life was going to be now? He couldn't go back..not with those..th..those things, in his home. But..what if his family came back..and he wasn't there to meet them? No, no no..they'd find him..right? They would..he'd repeat that to himself, over and over as he curled into a tighter ball and closed his eyes.