Post by Silver on Nov 13, 2019 17:50:06 GMT -5
Name: Hartkit [Hartcall]
Age: 3 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RainClan
Rank: Kit
Picture:
KIT PICTURE | 
ADULT PICTURE | 
Description: Hartkit is literally a bundle of fluff. His fur multi-colored fur sticks out at all angles and never stays down even when he's wet. His back legs are longer than his front legs - a trait of his breed - and allow him to jump pretty high when he wants to. Hartkit is terribly clumsy and is constantly falling over and running into things; meaning he'll always look a bit beaten up and scruffy as he goes about his day. He doesn't mind this and often laughs it off, but this issue does get him into trouble at times. His tail is short and stubbed and just as fluffy as the rest of him. His amber eyes are wide and full of wonder and excitement about everything and everyone around him. His little voice is often overly loud and squeaky as he talks constantly and he'll learn volume control as he gets older.
Description Summary: A fluffy multi-colored torbie with amber eyes and a short bobtail.
Personality: Well...the best way to describe Hartkit in one word is...CHATTERBOX. This little kit talks CONSTANTLY, never seeming to take a breath or pause for anything short of a desired answer. He's over the top affectionate to those that let him be and is always curious about everything and everyone around him. He purrs nearly constantly as he's always happy and very little brings him down for long. Despite this happy-go-lucky demeanor, Hartkit is surprisingly not overly naive. He understands that some times aren't for him to do and will constantly question those that ask him to do something for them when he knows it's not his place. Hartkit longs for a family as he was an only kit and will shower those around him in happy chatter, love, and constant affection for so long as they put up with him. His favorite place to be is curled up on top of an adult cat where he can enjoy the warm fluffiness as he sleeps. This little kit is full of energy and rarely stops for much for long. He's also got an odd habit of thinking that those insulting him aren't meaning to and will praise and adore anyone that tries to be mean to him in hopes they'll return his affection. This is a cat that gives of himself constantly and without reserve, and as he gets older this will turn into a longing for a lifetime companion but for now it is what it is.
History: Hartkit has thus far lived a short but simple life. He was the only kit born to a pair of RainClan Warriors - Dusklight and Reedtail - and was doted on mercilessly for the short time his parents were with him. Early on, his father fell to a terrible infection after a border skirmish with a loner turned hostile. Not long after, just as he was weaned but not old enough to be without his parents, His mother was killed by a fox during a normal hunting expedition. Poor little Hartkit was left orphaned and without anyone to take care of him. The clan queens of course didn't let him be alone, but he longed for a family. His dearest hope is that someone will become fond enough of him to adopt him so he can have a family again; maybe even one where he has siblings. He doesn't want very much; being so small, just love and care and a family to call his own.
Other: Male tortoiseshell/calico with tabby stripes purchased from shop. Due to the nature of what he is, Hartkit has very low fertility. He can sire kits, but it'll be difficult and a rare occurrence.
Age: 3 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: RainClan
Rank: Kit
Picture:
KIT PICTURE |
ADULT PICTURE |
Description: Hartkit is literally a bundle of fluff. His fur multi-colored fur sticks out at all angles and never stays down even when he's wet. His back legs are longer than his front legs - a trait of his breed - and allow him to jump pretty high when he wants to. Hartkit is terribly clumsy and is constantly falling over and running into things; meaning he'll always look a bit beaten up and scruffy as he goes about his day. He doesn't mind this and often laughs it off, but this issue does get him into trouble at times. His tail is short and stubbed and just as fluffy as the rest of him. His amber eyes are wide and full of wonder and excitement about everything and everyone around him. His little voice is often overly loud and squeaky as he talks constantly and he'll learn volume control as he gets older.
Description Summary: A fluffy multi-colored torbie with amber eyes and a short bobtail.
Personality: Well...the best way to describe Hartkit in one word is...CHATTERBOX. This little kit talks CONSTANTLY, never seeming to take a breath or pause for anything short of a desired answer. He's over the top affectionate to those that let him be and is always curious about everything and everyone around him. He purrs nearly constantly as he's always happy and very little brings him down for long. Despite this happy-go-lucky demeanor, Hartkit is surprisingly not overly naive. He understands that some times aren't for him to do and will constantly question those that ask him to do something for them when he knows it's not his place. Hartkit longs for a family as he was an only kit and will shower those around him in happy chatter, love, and constant affection for so long as they put up with him. His favorite place to be is curled up on top of an adult cat where he can enjoy the warm fluffiness as he sleeps. This little kit is full of energy and rarely stops for much for long. He's also got an odd habit of thinking that those insulting him aren't meaning to and will praise and adore anyone that tries to be mean to him in hopes they'll return his affection. This is a cat that gives of himself constantly and without reserve, and as he gets older this will turn into a longing for a lifetime companion but for now it is what it is.
History: Hartkit has thus far lived a short but simple life. He was the only kit born to a pair of RainClan Warriors - Dusklight and Reedtail - and was doted on mercilessly for the short time his parents were with him. Early on, his father fell to a terrible infection after a border skirmish with a loner turned hostile. Not long after, just as he was weaned but not old enough to be without his parents, His mother was killed by a fox during a normal hunting expedition. Poor little Hartkit was left orphaned and without anyone to take care of him. The clan queens of course didn't let him be alone, but he longed for a family. His dearest hope is that someone will become fond enough of him to adopt him so he can have a family again; maybe even one where he has siblings. He doesn't want very much; being so small, just love and care and a family to call his own.
Other: Male tortoiseshell/calico with tabby stripes purchased from shop. Due to the nature of what he is, Hartkit has very low fertility. He can sire kits, but it'll be difficult and a rare occurrence.