Peter Ref ||SFS App

Wooooo Wildpaw is back from the dead!

Ignore the Daktari rank on the drawn application. I'll fix it up tomorrow.

Name: Peter
Past Names:
Nicknames: TBD by Role-Play
Age: 8 Months
Gender: Tom
Breed:  Siamese x Ragdoll x British Shorthair (50% Siamese, 35% Ragdoll, 25% British Shorthair)
Disabilities/Scars:  He has a lazy right eye, often pointing in random directions, especially when he feeling a strong emotion such as fear or nervousness. This eye causes him to see double vision, and he has little to no depth perception either.


Rank:  Gatherer Tyro
Past Ranks: No Name
Current Faction: Gang
Past Factions(s): N/A
Mentor(s): TBD
Faith in Gods:
Peter has grown up with the talk of the three Gods all around him, and believes in them fully. Even with this belief, however, he is terrified and untrusting of them. Since they have power over all things, he thinks that is too much power for three cats, gods or not.

Current Moon Dust Balance: 13
Current Level: 2
Star Sheet: fav.me/d7avz3n


Appearance: Peter is most identifiable by his wandering right eye. Almost always pointing in a different direction than his left eye, he often has a quirky or odd look about him. Other noticeable features about him are his long legs and tail, longer than average for his current age. His Siamese side shows through with the chocolate point and bright, intelligent blue eyes.


Accessories: None yet


Personality: [Optimistic] [Innocent] [Friendly] [Panicky] [Skittish] [Passive]

Optimistic- Any cat who knows him will describe him as a very happy and energetic young cat. Despite his disabilities, Peter always tries to find the good in everything he sees and does, and is usually very optimistic around any problem. If he sees a cat who is down or unhappy, he will go out of his way to make them happier with his antics and happy attitude. Despite how much he is looked down on around the Gang for his weaknesses, he still manages to find the best in life.

Innocent- Being so young and new to the world, Peter hasn't seen too much bloodshed or bad things, and is still a young cat who is oblivious to the many of the negative goings-on in the world. He doesn't quite understand when older cats talk about more adult-related things, sometime leading to rather awkward questions!

Friendly-   Along with his optimism, Peter is generally a fairly friendly cat. Despite his weaknesses and odd appearance, he tried to be kind to everyone, no matter how they act towards him.

Panicky- A bad trait for any wild cat, Peter panics easily if he sees a group of cats also panicking. He knows that it is a bad trait, especially to show, and he has been working on hiding this trait. Peter doesn't show as many of the signs as normal cats do, but you can tell he is panicked because of his wide eyes, shaky paws, flicking tail and pacing.

Skittish- Alongside his panicky personality, he is a skittish cat. Because he has no depth perception, and usually has bad eyesight on his right side, he gets surprised easily, and worries about things attacking him when he won't notice. Any sudden movements can send the tom running away as fast his legs can take him.

Passive- Because of his smaller size, Peter will conform to any cat. If the cat is larger or stronger or even more extroverted than him, he will do whatever they say and sacrifice his safety and feelings to make the other cat happy. Though most cats may think that this is a good trait and that it could bring more loyalty to the Gang, it often can wear down on the tyro, and he will become reserved and withdrawn into himself if the stress is too much for him to handle.


Strengths} Gets Along Well With Others, Boosts Others' Spirits, Obedient, Good at Hiding
Weaknesses} Cowardly, Skittish, Easily Intimidated, Panicky, Physically Weak, Bad Eyesight


History:

Before Birth:
Peter's parents hardly gave each other notice for the first majority of their lives. Although they were both destined to become protectors, they didn't really think much of each other until they were both well into their protector careers. One day, however, they were put into a mission to drive a pack of dogs out of the Gang's territory. Forced to work together to devise and carry out a plan, the two gained a mutual respect for each other, and began to talk more and more as time went on. As time went by, they grew closer and closer, until they announced that they were mates, and were expecting kittens.

No Name (0 to 6 Months):
Born to a litter of four, small Peter was the runt of the rather small litter. Though both the parents were strong and healthy cats, all the kits seemed to have one problem or another, be it with their eyesight, physical strength, or cowardice. Even so, the parents had high hopes for the kittens, and tried their best to teach them all they knew, from how to protect themselves from rats to extraordinary stories about the three gods. As the moons went by, the small family grew close, and all seemed positive and happy for quite a while.

That was until Peter's 5th moon. Then all went south. Their father, Loch, had been surprise attacked by a rat, slipping into the nearby river and drowning, tangled up in an abandoned fishing net. The little family was devastated. Though the kittens were rather young to know what was going on, they tried their best to comfort their sad mother, and quickly learned not to talk of their father again.

As their 6th moon was rapidly approaching, the higher-ranking cats of the Gang began to watch the young cats closely to see which professions they would be best suited for. It was obvious that his sister, Columbine, would be a Gatherer Tyro, with her fascination for hunting. His other two sisters, Tamzin and Maria, despite their blindness, were strong and perfect for the Protector position.
That left Peter. He was a runt and a coward. Not to mention that his crossed-eyes never straightened out, giving him a goofy look along with double-vision and bad depth perception.
At first the cats of the Gang didn't really know where to put him. He wasn't pathetic enough to go into the low ranks of the Daktari, but he wasn't strong or brave enough to go into the ranks of the protectors. Eventually it was decided that he would become a gatherer. It was doubted that he would be much of a benefit, as he could barely walk in a straight line, let alone hunt down a rat, but he was hopeful and eager to learn, which was suitable enough for him.

Tryo (6 months to Present):

(This will be updated as the RP goes by)


Mate: Closed
Orientation: Straight
Looking For: Not currently looking for a mate.


Relationships:
 Family
 Neutral
Unsure
 Acquaintance
 Friend
 Close Friend
 Crush
 Love (platonic)
Love (romantic)
 Respect
 Fear
 Dislike
 Hate


Gang: ""
~Shrapnel ||
~Dorian ||
~Echo
~Novella
~Tobie ||
~Lysander || ||


Tribe: ""
~

Loners: ""
~


Italics= Unknown
Strikethrough= Dead

Mother- ~Wysteria (NPC)
Father- ~Loch (NPC)
Sibling(s)- ~Maria (ReasonTheReasonable), ~Columbine (Circuscatgirl), ~Tazmin (WildAnimeKittyKat)
Mate- N/A


Role-Play:
Chat- Yes
Notes- Yes
Forum- No
Skype- No
Google Docs- Yes
Comments- No
Rating- Rarely anything above 14A. Depends on the subject.

Time Zone: Mountain Daylight Time (Canada)

Other
•Terrified of water
•A coward in even slightly dangerous or daunting situations
•Low self-esteem
•Stutters when he is scared or nervous


Role-Play Sample: [From ]
Shadow caught a familiar, unwelcome scent near the border, and heard a she-cat's voice.
"Hello, Thunder." He meowed cooly, watching as the rattlesnake rolled to a stop in front of him. He poked it with one paw, his nose scrunching up in disgust.
Looking up, he brought his eyes to meet the brilliant blue of the Aide's.
"It seems that most of the snakes are coming from your territory, not my own." He meowed, his tail flicking in annoyance.
"Besides, it's not my, or my tribe members' jobs of keeping those reptiles off of your territory. I can't help it if your troopers aren't capable enough of defending their own land."

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