Kitten Cross

[Kitten Cross]

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Basics

Name: Nikole "Kitten" Cross
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: White, American
Occupation: Mother hen and student
Marital Status: Married

Statistics

Weight: 95lbs
Height: 5'
Figure: Sleek
Skin: Pale with freckles
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue

Details

Weapons: Frying pan, knife, hand gun
Vehicle: Currently an old jeep

Strengths: Cooking, cleaning, calming people down, handling kids, and wielding a frying pan.
Weaknesses: Running, hand to hand combat, lifting heavy things, high fatigue, gets sore after having to move too much/in the cold.

Personality: Pridefully dubbed "Mama hen", Kitten is the type of girl who tends to want to mother everyone and every animal she comes across. She has a big heart and a very trusting mind, which sometimes lands her in trouble. She's likely to give you the shirt off her back, her last bite of food, or last drink of water. Everyone comes before her, in Kitten's mind. The only thing she will not part with is a tarot card necklace, the card of Death, on a black rope. This item is very dear to her, trying to take it may result in a frying pan to the head. She speaks gently, and can sometimes seem meek and intimidating... but just wait until you hurt someone or an animal with out just cause. Hell hath no fury like this little cripple...


History

Nikole Cross, nicknamed 'Kitten', was born in a small little country town back in Maryland. On her 21st birthday her friends took her on a road trip to watch her boyfriend graduate from basic training. When they arrived to San Antonio, Texas, the horde had just started. With all of her friends ending up joining their ranks, she fled off on her own in search of her boyfriend... Who she later discovered had been turned long before she had made it there.

Kitten has a case of scoliosis, meaning her spine is curved and causes her to not only sit funny, but hinders her often. She is missing a hip socket on the left side, though manages to walk/run on it for short sprints. She hurts a lot, but she manages her pain well. She is currently trying to find other survivors in hopes of forming a little group. She is very social, and likes the comfort of finding others. She met Eric Thorne when she was still in grief, and he pulled her out of that. It honestly didn't take them long to fall in love, and in a year's time, they had a beautiful baby girl of their own.

Along the trip, her other constant companion has been a husky named Rusty, who she has had since she was a young girl. The elder dog acts much like a young pup, and is just as protective of her as she is of him.

She wields a frying pan she found in a house, its her favored weapon, for both zombies and those who piss her off. She also cooks a mean breakfast in that thing.