Petal

Petal

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Final name reasoning:

• Petal: She was born in a field of flowers.

Clan: None
Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Father	Mother	Siblings	Mate	Kits	Mentor	Apprentices
Rock	Robin	None	None	None	Rock and Robin	None

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Eye Color	Pelt	Build/Size
Hazel	Cream	Slim and Short

General Appearance:

Petal is a pretty she-cat with short cream fur that is rather soft. She has a slim build and is short for her age, standing about as tall as a twelve moon old cat. She won't get any bigger either. She has pretty hazel eyes that are filled with happiness and excitement. Her tail is long. She has a pink nose and pink paw pads. Her whiskers are short and so are her teeth. She has average length claws. There aren't many scars on her, but she does have a few light ones. Her hind legs are crooked, giving her an awkward gait.

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Personality:

Petal is very passionate and driven in pursuit of new knowledge. She can be seen as very hyperactive, often diving into projects without thought for personal safety (and frightening many others in the process), instead preoccupied with observing things. Some misinterpret these acts of hers as eccentric and having more than a few screws loose in her head. She also enjoys discussing this research, but as the lectures can be very long and detail-oriented, not many find them interesting.

She is often excited by dangers and is always eager to experiment with them, coming off as extremely emotional regarding them. She cries when inflicting pain

She will explain this sympathetic reaction as a result of the drive to see predators from a different perspective and learn new insights that would normally be overlooked from the traditional view of fear.

However, she still cares deeply for others, and takes threats to comrades very seriously.

Strengths	Weaknesses	Likes	Dislikes
Observant	Not too Strong	Experimenting	Causing Pain
Very Fast	Bizarre	Observing	Losing her Experiments
Intelligent	Demanding	Knowledge	Failing

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History:

She was born as an only kit to a father that was abusive. She was often tossed around at a young age, but never blamed her mother for not protecting her. She also never blamed her father for hurting her, although she was scared of him when he was around. She always stayed close to her mother and tried to convince her mother to leave, but her mother never did.

At the age of six moons, she was taught how to hunt and fight. She learned these techniques over the course of several moons. On the side, though, her mother would inform her of other animals. Her mother taught her of herbs and of the other cats. By the time she was twelve moons, her mother had died from starvation.

Her father tried to make her stay, but she ran off after burying her mother. She had no reason to stay anymore. She took shelter with a neighboring rogue. There, she learned of what the rogue was doing. He had been trying to communicate with other animals. Others such as squirrels, chipmunks, mice, even dogs.

She was amazed at the concept and learned what she could from him. He passed on the knowledge that he had. She learned that he had been doing this for many moons and had gained some progress. He learned that dogs would come to a human's call. He learned that dogs herded the animals at a 'ranch'. She was confused as to why, but he showed her one day.

For several moons she stayed near the ranch, watching the animals. She sat on the fence and tried to talk to the horses that came over to inspect her. She showed friendliness, rubbing up against them and purring. They made their own noises back and bobbed their massive heads. She made note of this in her mind.

Of course, something had to go wrong. She was in the yard with the horses one day when the barking came. The horses were spooked and went running. She ran for her life, but a hoof hit her, crushing her hind legs. She was lucky, as the others seemed to have ran over her, thankfully.

She was found by the dog, who sniffed her. She was scared to death, but it made no move to attack. It just sniffed her and sniffed her, whining. Then the twolegs came and found her. They put her in the monster and took her someplace. She came back to the twolegs den with things on her hind legs.

It was confusing, but they wouldn't let her outside of the house. Even so, she wanted to do more research. So when the dogs were around, she studied them. She showed them affection when she got brave enough and they showed affection back. They groomed her and she groomed them. She was just starting to learn their language when the twolegs took her back to the place to get the wraps removed.

Once back on the ranch, though, she stayed for a bit longer. That was until her rogue friend came to find out what had happened. He convinced her to leave the ranch and return to the wild, told her that she had turned into a 'house' cat, whatever that meant. So she left the ranch, although she occasionally comes to visit. She is currently traveling around the territories, studying the other creatures.