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POUNCE DE LEON
Pounce is your typical tom cat. The world is painted in stark blacks and whites, and he doesn't operate based on a moral code. He operates on the code of survival, namely his survival. That being said, he is not cruel or malicious by any means. Those who talk to him learn that he could honestly be described as a pretty decent fellow when it comes down it, if a relatively shallow one. He is not a creature built for deep thought, though he is capable of it if pushed. He will never be found waxing philosphical, though. He is a take action first, ask questions probably never because who knows if we'll make it out alive type of feline. Quite impulsive, somewhat reckless and a fiend for things that make his little cat heart pound in his chest. Speaking of, he adores all felines of the feminine nature as a considerable chunk of his life has been eaten up by the inexplicable need to make offspring. He doesn't understand where it comes from and doesn't question it, he just knows it's what he's gotta do. Since discovering his more "human" side, though, this desire to prolificate has been toned down. Someone from his past opened his eyes to what a true mate can be, and he finds himself considering that whole department on a deeper level -- it'll take time, though.
As a stray cat he had a lot of competition to contend with, and a lot of dangerous enemies to dodge. Despite the number of fights he's been in and the number of times he's nearly died, he hasn't ever killed another cat or enemy, not with his own claws. Dogs were the worst of his troubles, but they simply trained him to use his intelligence rather than his claws. Enemies are mostly things to be avoided, things to be dodged or escaped, or are dumb dogs that chase you to lead into oncoming traffic.
He has spent his entire life around creatures of various shapes and sizes and has learned not to judge an individual by the whole of its species, most notably when it comes to humans and dogs. Except for snakes and seagulls. They're both just assholes. He has come to like people in as far as he can use them to get what he wants, whether it be food, shelter, or a couple pets if he's feeling lonely. He is an expert at reading human's faces and body language as years of experience have taught him when a human was kind or not. He still has the same attitude toward people, wary and calculating until his decision is made. He can just as easily stroll up and trust a human he regards as kind as he can run from one he regards as a danger. He discovered that he liked to speak in human languages and has a general aptitude for it. He speaks English and Spanish, mostly Spanglish. He has an ear for words and soaks up knowledge about the human world like a dirty sponge (you pick up a lot, but not all). He finds his shift form useful enough in the summer months, but hates it in the winter when everything is just colder without his warm fur coat. He was kissed once in the human form, and still hasn't quite recovered from the strange experience, not completely sure he is willing to try it again. He also doesn't understand what snow is, doesn't trust it and hates it with every fiber of his cat being. Luckily genetics built him for cold climates, even if he was born in South Florida.
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