Name
Catherine Jones
Age
19
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Weapon
Switchblade
Personality
Aloof and my pace. Cat maintains can maintain a poker face 24/7, her chilled, rather mocking grin always in place. She might seem warm and kind but that's just her preferred way to keep everyone at an arm's length while still maintaining her many acquaintances. Don't misunderstand her attitude, she doesn't care enough to mock you and certainly not enough to care about you either.
Strengths
Cool headed, observant, athletic
Weaknesses
Either too fast or too slow, out of sync, terrible at fighting
Family
Father: Patrick Jones (Deceased)
Bio
Born after the disease's spread, Cat grew up all alone with her dad. Together, they scavenged through the lands, never staying in one play longer than absolutely necessary. Patrick taught Cat about everything she needed to know in order to survive, failing only at getting his kid to put up a decent fight. But his own contempt and distrust towards people made it so the girl grew up without social skills or friends that would aid her in an emergency.
Two years before the beginning of the story, Patrick was infected with the virus as the duo roamed a particularly nasty, old building filled to the brink with food...and clickers. Not sharing his new status with his daughter, Patrick simply made sure she got out of the building, blowing it up from the inside as soon as she was at a safe distance.
Not knowing how to react, Catherine kept travelling by herself until she heard rumors about a supposed Safe Haven. She would never fool herself into thinking anyone's there, waiting for her. But she's tired of having to survive.
