Slater

Slater is a cautious soul with quick feet, sharp ears, and an imagination that’s always running one step ahead of reality. Sudden noises send him skittering for cover, and unfamiliar movements are met with wide eyes and a swift retreat. He is, by nature, a skittish cat—careful, alert, and always prepared for a hasty exit.<br/><br/>And yet, Slater absolutely hates being left out.<br/><br/>If something is happening anywhere in the house, Slater needs to know about it. A closed door is a personal offense. Laughter from another room triggers an immediate investigation, even if it means creeping forward inch by inch, body low to the ground, ready to bolt at the first sign of danger. He may observe from behind a chair or halfway down the hallway, but he will observe.<br/><br/>Once Slater decides the situation is safe—or at least worth the risk—his friendly side emerges. He doesn’t demand attention, but he insists on proximity. He’ll settle nearby, tail tucked neatly, pretending he’s just coincidentally in the room, while soaking up every bit of shared energy.<br/><br/>Slater lives in the delicate balance between fear and curiosity. He may flee at the sound of a dropped object, but he’ll be back moments later, checking to make sure he didn’t miss anything important. Brave in his own quiet way, Slater proves every day that even the most nervous hearts can be driven by a powerful need to belong.

Slater is a cautious soul with quick feet, sharp ears, and an imagination that’s always running one step ahead of reality. Sudden noises send him skittering for cover, and unfamiliar movements are met with wide eyes and a swift retreat. He is, by nature, a skittish cat—careful, alert, and always prepared for a hasty exit.

And yet, Slater absolutely hates being left out.

If something is happening anywhere in the house, Slater needs to know about it. A closed door is a personal offense. Laughter from another room triggers an immediate investigation, even if it means creeping forward inch by inch, body low to the ground, ready to bolt at the first sign of danger. He may observe from behind a chair or halfway down the hallway, but he will observe.

Once Slater decides the situation is safe—or at least worth the risk—his friendly side emerges. He doesn’t demand attention, but he insists on proximity. He’ll settle nearby, tail tucked neatly, pretending he’s just coincidentally in the room, while soaking u

Slater is a cautious soul with quick feet, sharp ears, and an imagination that’s always running one step ahead of reality. Sudden noises send him skittering for cover, and unfamiliar movements are met with wide eyes and a swift retreat. He is, by nature, a skittish cat—careful, alert, and always prepared for a hasty exit.

And yet, Slater absolutely hates being left out.

If something is happening anywhere in the house, Slater needs to know about it. A closed door is a personal offense. Laughter from another room triggers an immediate investigation, even if it means creeping forward inch by inch, body low to the ground, ready to bolt at the first sign of danger. He may observe from behind a chair or halfway down the hallway, but he will observe.

Once Slater decides the situation is safe—or at least worth the risk—his friendly side emerges. He doesn’t demand attention, but he insists on proximity. He’ll settle nearby, tail tucked neatly, pretending he’s just coincidentally in the room, while soaking up every bit of shared energy.

Slater lives in the delicate balance between fear and curiosity. He may flee at the sound of a dropped object, but he’ll be back moments later, checking to make sure he didn’t miss anything important. Brave in his own quiet way, Slater proves every day that even the most nervous hearts can be driven by a powerful need to belong.