Description
Essentials:True Name: TBA
Kit Name: Hoothoot
Age: 1 Moon
Gender: Male
Pronouns: he/him
Height: smol
Tribe: Born into Light Tribe
Rank: Kit
Skills: TBA
Hobbies: Music
Stats:Strength 1
Intelligence 1
Stealth 1
Charisma 1
Speed 1
Arcane 0
Toughness 5
Appearance:Hoot can be summed up as “soft and round.” Even as he grows, he’ll be a short cat, but fluffy and broad. His ears are too big for his face, and the fluffy tips stick up like an owl’s ear tufts. His eyes always seem round and startled. He is mostly cream-colored, with shades of striped tabby brown hooding his head and neck, and across his legs and tail. His ears, paws, and tail are tipped a dark brown.
Personality:+ Loyal | Selfless | Kind +
= Trusting | Idealistic | Devoted =
- Anxious | Insecure | Stubborn -
At a glance, Hoot is just a starry-eyed little brother: he is easily awed by the adventures of older cats, always eager to hear their stories, and loves to join them in daydreaming about the lives they'll someday lead. Hoot never casts himself in the role of the hero, though; it's never his adventures he's interested in. Even at this age, he doesn't think much of himself, or really think of himself at all-- he's already formed the opinion that other people are much more interesting, and he'd really just like a chance to watch them be amazing.
Not only does Hoot tend to put others up on pedestals, but he has a tendency to latch on. Once he has a hero-figure to play sidekick to, he'll be stuck like glue. The little kit is ready to risk danger to protect his friends and idols. He has a worrying ability to attach his own self-worth to others, and forget the value of his own safety. If he were to be caught up in the wrong crowd, he could very easily throw his loyalty behind someone who doesn't deserve it, insistently believing they're worth it underneath the flaws. This cat is pure Hufflepuff, and he makes a very devoted cheerleader, even to a complicated or difficult personality.
But while he's stubborn and worryingly loyal, he's not completely blind. As he grows, Hoot will become more and more perceptive. He's more of a tactician than a fighter, and very happy to take a support role in conflicts; he doesn't want the spotlight, and he's terrified by the front lines of a fight. The question, of course, is whether he'll ever be able to see past his determined loyalties... or whether emotion will always win out over logic.
History:Hoothoot was born to the Silver-Light Sitka and Blue-Light Nymeria, in their second litter.
Family and Relationships:Mother - Nymeria
Father - Sitka
As a kit, he has no relationships yet with cats other than his parents and siblings. Though with the current chaos caused by Sin, he’s bound to have an eventful childhood!
Roleplay Example:Hoothoot was sleeping soundly, sprawled out on his side, his little flanks rising and falling with every squeaky snore. Everything was warm and dark and peaceful, in the soft pile of his family. Safe.
Until something came crashing onto him.
"Ahh!" The kit came up frantic and flailing, rolling and kicking out wildly with his hindpaws. "I'm gettin' attacked!"
In the end, he didn’t manage to fight Murkrow off so much as... accidentally roll on top of him. The moment he realized he was free, Hoot popped upright and skittered away, fur fluffed out in offense. He stared his brother down from a safe distance, his eyes wide and bright with righteous indignation.
"You can’t do that," he declared, his little voice wavering. "Th-that’s wrong, attackin’ things that can’t fight back! It’s bad. I wouldn’t get you when you’re sleepin’."