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[ General Information ]
| Name(s) | Hopkit
| Pronunciation | Hu-op-kit

| Origins |
|| Hop - for his three legs and perky personality
|| Kit - traditional kit suffix
| Nickname(s) | N/A
| Age | 0 moons (Last updated: 11/29/18)
| Joined At | 0 Moons (11/29/17)

| Birth Season | Leafbare | Zodiac Sign | Sagittarius
| Sex | Male | Gender Identity | Male
| Breed | Oriental Shorthair x American shorthair x Norwegian forest cat

| Alliance(s) | Windclan
| Heritage | Windclan (kittypet) x windclan
| Rank | Kit
| Mentor(s) | -
| Current Apprentice | -
| Previous Apprentice(s) |-
| Belief System |
  StarClan | Belief Strength | 100%
  Agnostic | Belief Strength | 0%

[ Appearance ]
| Book Description | Black and white broken tuxedo tom missing his left front leg
| Pelt |
| Fur Statistics |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rough
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Dry
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Smooth
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Soft
Short :: ●●●●●●●○○○ :: Long
| Eyes | bright amber
| Body Type | Heavy set with powerful shoulders, though he is a bit thin
| Height | 3 in
| Weight | 2 lbs
| Most Noticeable Features |
missing left front leg
| Disabilities or Scars |
less leg than usual
not sure where it went
it gone
| Accessories |
None
| Body Movement | jumpy, quick, clumsy
| Scent | milk and hay
| Voice | bright and warm

[ Statistics ]
Strength ::  Average ::   Weakness
| Battle Statistics |
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Strength
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Speed
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○➟ Attack
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tactics
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Endurance
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Defense
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
| Natural Senses |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Seeing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Hearing
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Feeling/Touch
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Smelling
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Tasting

| Knowledge Skills |
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Kitting and Kitcare
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Den Building
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Herb Knowledge
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Fishing Tactics
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Hunting Tactics
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Battle Tactics
7/10 :: ●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Compassion
| Other Skills |
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Swimming
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rock Climbing
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tree Climbing
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Leaping
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Night Vision
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rabbit Chasing
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Leading
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tracking
[ Romantic Relations ]
| Orientation | Smol
| Preference(s) |
NO
| Looking For |  Yes :: No
Quick Fling
Lasting Relationship
Not Sure
| Currently Attracted to |
--
| Previous Attractions/Relationships |

--
| Sexual Activity | SMOL
| Relationship Statistics |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Loyalty
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Respect
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Devotion
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Flirtatiousness
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Sexuality
[ Personality ]
Positive ::   Neutral ::  Negative ::  Hidden

[ Cheerful | :: | Definition: noticeably happy and optimistic. ]
Hopkit is quiet a happy kit, much to his name sake. He is excitable and fun loving, and even though he is still a kit, you never really find him upset. He is easily distracted, and finds fun in all things. He loves games and its pretty easy to lift him out of a bad mood.

[ Affectionate | :: | readily feeling or showing fondness or tenderness. ]
Hopkit is very loveing and is very touchy feely, especially with his family. He's known for tackeling his siblings or parents to demand cuddles. He loves to be close to the ones he loves and is very open with showing how much he cares.

[ Confident | :: | Definition: feeling or showing confidence in oneself; self-assured. ]
Thsit om is very sure of himself, he may be missing a leg, but that never seems to facter into his decision making. HE doesn't let anyone or anythign get him down, and he's willing to try anything at least once.

[ Protective | :: | Definition: having or showing a strong wish to keep someone or something safe from harm.]
Hopkit is very protective of his siblings, and somewhat his parents to a lesser extent. He doesn't like anyone talking bad about his siblings and is quick to cut in. Sometimes it can be a little annoying as he wants to take the brunt of any hardships for his family, even at the cost of his own health.

[ Energetic | :: | Definition: showing or involving great activity or vitality. ]
This tom is always ready to play and can very easily be talked into doing just about anything. Like many kits, he's off the wall at times and just loves to play. Luckily, with so many siblings, he generally has plenty of playmates to choose from, though that doesn't mean he isn't above pestering warriors and apprentices for a little fun every now and again.

[ Emotional | :: | Definition: (of a person) having feelings that are easily excited and openly displayed. ]
Hopkit very much thinks with his heart and not his brain, which makes him very easily persuaded to do things. All it takes is one sob story and he's quick to jump to your defense.

[ Impulsive | :: | Definition: acting or done without forethought. ]
Hopkit thinks first and asks questions later. He's quick to act, and this often leads him into getting into trouble, as he tends to be more of the ask for forgivness not permission type. He tends to lean on the fact that one of his parents is leader of his clan as an excuse to be a little more reckless concerning the rules.

[ Nosy | :: | Definition: (of a person or their behavior) showing too much curiosity about other people's affairs. ]
Hopekit needs to know things. Everything. HE loves juicy gossip (as juicy as it gets as a kit but still) and really likes knowing whats going on with everyone else. Even really basicly things, he just wants to feel like he's involved, even for little things like how patrols went. Naturally, his questions can be annoying, and a bit of an invasion of privacy when he ease drops.

[ Courageous | :: | Definition: not deterred by danger or pain; brave. ]
Not something that is really seen until danger (or "danger") is around. He's protective of his family and his clan, and will go above and beyond to act in a way that is best for those around him. He hopes to be a good warrior one day, and hopes to have all of those quialities a good warrior does.

[ Clingy | :: | (of a person or garment) liable to cling; clinging. ]
Hopkit is a bit of an attention hog. He demands attention and cuddles constantly. He doesn't like being left alone and being left out of the action. HE ends to stick close to his friends or family and generally just tries to tag along.

| Personality Type | :ESFP:
[ History ]
[ Before Birth :: Kithood / 0-6 moons :: Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: Adulthood / 12+ moons ]
| Before Birth :: |
Hailstar and Beastfang met at the barn on Windclan territory when they were both well into their adulthood. The then loner Beast, had hoped to hunt in the barn, but, in the time he had been away from the barn, Windclan had clamed the barn as thiers, and Hailstar was set on sending him away. After a brief back and forth, Hailstar decided to let the tom hunt only if he would catch extra mice for Wind clan as well. Naturally, Beast agreed. Hailstar shared with the tom a little bit about his clan and the loner grew to understand the ferocity of which Hailstar had defended their land. After a bit of rest, and with both their bellies full, they seemed to reach an understanding, and parted ways on good terms.

It seemed the two had found a common ground as they continued to meet many times after that. At one particular meeting, Hailstar was attacked by a fox, and with Beast's help, they were both able to chase it off without serious injuries. It seemed their friendship was sealed then, and they continued to meet in the same hollow, with the two of them avoiding the preying eyes of patrols to continue their friendship. However, their meetings soon slowed and eventually stopped, to the point where Beast had thought the tom had moved on from their growing friendship, and eventually decided it was time for him to leave the territories as well. He had stayed longer than usual, and with the season still warm, now was as good a time as any to find another place to hole up before moving on from their as well, but he jst couldn't bring himself to do it, not without saying good bye at least. He frequented their olf visiting grounds in the hope of seeing the tom again to no avail. Just as his hope was beinging to wain, the tom apeared, though he was missing an eye. It was then he discovered Hailstar had been attacked by a rogue named Tobi, and had lost his eye to him. The wind clan leader warned him to keep an eye out for the rogue, and that two should be more careful, as the clans were on edge, and with Beast being a scary looking loner, any wondering patrols were likely not goign to think twice before attacking him. In the hopes of Beast being able to defend himself, Hailstar showed him a few wind clan battle moves, just in case the terror Tobi decided to target him as well, though luckily, he never did.

Some time passed with few meetings, though this time with less self doubt, but just as much worry for the danger his friend seemed to be in. Luckily, the rogue's scourage didn't last much longer, and not soon after the news of his death circulated, Hailstar asked Beast to join Wind clan. Naturally, there was a bit of a fuss at first. Some of the other warriors were hesitent to accept a loner with an unknown history so soon after Tobi's riegn and the discovery of the traitors in each clan. There was some disagreement, but with Hailstar's insistance, Beast was there to stay, whether they liked it or not. He was then given the name Beastfang, for his hunting ability, and the tom settled in as a clan cat.

Beastfang took some getting used to, finding it strange the schedule of clan cats, but he njoyed being around cats more, and seeing his friend more often. The two spent more time together, their friendship growing until Hailstar eventually relized he didn't really think of beast as a friend, but as somethign more. The two confessed their love for each other, and settled in as mates in their clan. For the first time in a long time, Beastfang felt at home, with friends and loved ones around. After another listter had been born in Wind clan, the conversation of their own kits came up. Both toms seemed rather attracted to the idea of raising a family, though niether had really ever thought that they would be in a position to settle down with someone they really cared about until it had happened, and the two of them being toms certainly added a challenge, though with the waving of the gay wand, and some number of blossems i can't remmeber later, a litter of kittens apeared before the two of them during the night, looking suspiciously like a mix of the two of them. We don't ask questions here. Gay magic.

| 0-6 moons :: |
A total of six kittens were found, though very quickly, one succumb to the their illness, having been the smallest and the weast of the six. Dispite their rough start, the other five flourished under the care of the two toms (with a little help from the medicine cat). They decided to name the kits Bellkit, for Beast's sister; Blizzardkit, for the season the pair met in; Galekit, after Stormstreak, Hailstar's brother; Hopkit, for his missing leg; and leafkit, after the lvoe intrest of Hailstar's brother. The five of them seemed to fit right in to the two's life.

Hopkit was a pawful from the start. He craved the attention of his parents and was overall, and very excited and energetic kit. He loved to play, especially games like chase or mossball, anything that let him run around as quick as his little legs could. Despite only haveing three legs, thanks to his father Beastfang, Hopkit never really felt diffrent from his littermate or any of the other cats. HE had his father after all, and his apprentice Duckpaw only had three legs two! He could be just a good a warrior as any other!

[ Heritage ]
| Beastfang 's Side ||
Grandfather || Wolf || Kittypet || Unkown ||
Grandmother || Red || Kittypet || Unkown ||
Aunt|| Bell || Kittypet || Unkown ||

| Hailstar 's Side ||
Grandfather || Crowfoot || Warrior || Alive
Grandmother || Whitetuft || Warrior || Deceased

Uncle || Stormstreak || Warrior || Deceased

|Siblings ||
Sister || Bellkit || Kit || Alive
Sister || Blizzardkit || Kit || Alive
Brother || Galekit || Kit || Alive
Brother || Leafkit || Kit || Alive

| Nieces + Nephews | None

| Mate(s) | -
| Kit(s) | -

[Relationship and Plot Tracker]

★ t r i v i a

Likes:
♦ Thing || Snuggles
♦ Smell || the moor
♦ Food || Rabbits!
♦ Place || anywhere with his fmaily
♦ Feeling || also snuggles
♦ Sound || purring
♦ Others || his parents

Dislikes:
♦ Thing || thunderpaths
♦ Smell || wet grass
♦ Food || crowdfood
♦ Place || two-leg place
♦ Feeling || prickly grass
♦ Sound || thunderstorms
♦ Others || the dark

Fears:
♦ Nothing! Hopkit is completely fearleass aka the dark

Dreams:
♦ To be the best warrior in windclan, obviously!

Habits
♦ Hopkit is convinced he is the stealthiest cat ever. He enjoys "sneaking" up on cast and tackling them for attention.

Hobbies
♦ Tackles. Gotta tackle everyone. Sneak sneak.

Theme Songs:
♦ Castle on the Hill by Ed Sheeran
♦ High Hopes by !Panic at the Disco

★ r o l e p l a y
(♥) yes || (★) maybe/depends || (○) no

timezone || EST

cursing || yes
violence || yes
gore || within reason
Sexual || I don't do R rated rps, but i'm fine with flirty rp

role play example ||
  Cetus craved the solitude of a solo patrol, because of Trath and his brothers, the ginger tom could very rarely actually enjoy himself without being picked on by the three of them. The crisp autumn air helped clear his mind of Trath’s harsh words as he tried to enjoy himself. He closed his eyes, allowing his paws to lead the way as he let the worries of the rest of his life drift away. He exiled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. It was easy to forgot how stressful being in camp was. He was so used to feeling on edge that anytime he got away from everyone else, a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders.
He blinked a few times, taking in the sight of the colored leaves on the trees, finding himself near the first marker, he paused, glancing around to make sure nothing seemed out of place or strange. There had been reports of strangers spotted around the border, but he hadn’t seen anyone on his way over, not that he was paying much attention. Cetus was convinced they were just rouges passing through and it would dissipate soon.
  Nothing seemed out of place with the marking, so he moved on quickly, enjoying the look of the trees with fading leaves that looked like flames moving in the wind. [ Affectionate | :: | readily feeling or showing fondness or tenderness. ]

Description

[ General Information ]
| Name(s) | Hopkit
| Pronunciation | Hu-op-kit

| Origins |
|| Hop - for his three legs and perky personality
|| Kit - traditional kit suffix
| Nickname(s) | N/A
| Age | 0 moons (Last updated: 11/29/18)
| Joined At | 0 Moons (11/29/17)

| Birth Season | Leafbare | Zodiac Sign | Sagittarius
| Sex | Male | Gender Identity | Male
| Breed | Oriental Shorthair x American shorthair x Norwegian forest cat

| Alliance(s) | Windclan
| Heritage | Windclan (kittypet) x windclan
| Rank | Kit
| Mentor(s) | -
| Current Apprentice | -
| Previous Apprentice(s) |-
| Belief System |
  StarClan | Belief Strength | 100%
  Agnostic | Belief Strength | 0%

[ Appearance ]
| Book Description | Black and white broken tuxedo tom missing his left front leg
| Pelt |
| Fur Statistics |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rough
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Dry
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Smooth
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Soft
Short :: ●●●●●●●○○○ :: Long
| Eyes | bright amber
| Body Type | Heavy set with powerful shoulders, though he is a bit thin
| Height | 3 in
| Weight | 2 lbs
| Most Noticeable Features |
missing left front leg
| Disabilities or Scars |
less leg than usual
not sure where it went
it gone
| Accessories |
None
| Body Movement | jumpy, quick, clumsy
| Scent | milk and hay
| Voice | bright and warm

[ Statistics ]
Strength ::  Average ::   Weakness
| Battle Statistics |
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Strength
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Speed
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○➟ Attack
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tactics
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Endurance
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Defense
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
| Natural Senses |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Seeing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Hearing
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Feeling/Touch
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Smelling
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Tasting

| Knowledge Skills |
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Kitting and Kitcare
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Den Building
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Herb Knowledge
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Fishing Tactics
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Hunting Tactics
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Battle Tactics
7/10 :: ●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Compassion
| Other Skills |
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Swimming
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rock Climbing
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tree Climbing
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Leaping
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Night Vision
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rabbit Chasing
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Leading
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tracking
[ Romantic Relations ]
| Orientation | Smol
| Preference(s) |
NO
| Looking For |  Yes :: No
Quick Fling
Lasting Relationship
Not Sure
| Currently Attracted to |
--
| Previous Attractions/Relationships |

--
| Sexual Activity | SMOL
| Relationship Statistics |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Loyalty
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Respect
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Devotion
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Flirtatiousness
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Sexuality
[ Personality ]
Positive ::   Neutral ::  Negative ::  Hidden

[ Cheerful | :: | Definition: noticeably happy and optimistic. ]
Hopkit is quiet a happy kit, much to his name sake. He is excitable and fun loving, and even though he is still a kit, you never really find him upset. He is easily distracted, and finds fun in all things. He loves games and its pretty easy to lift him out of a bad mood.

[ Affectionate | :: | readily feeling or showing fondness or tenderness. ]
Hopkit is very loveing and is very touchy feely, especially with his family. He's known for tackeling his siblings or parents to demand cuddles. He loves to be close to the ones he loves and is very open with showing how much he cares.

[ Confident | :: | Definition: feeling or showing confidence in oneself; self-assured. ]
Thsit om is very sure of himself, he may be missing a leg, but that never seems to facter into his decision making. HE doesn't let anyone or anythign get him down, and he's willing to try anything at least once.

[ Protective | :: | Definition: having or showing a strong wish to keep someone or something safe from harm.]
Hopkit is very protective of his siblings, and somewhat his parents to a lesser extent. He doesn't like anyone talking bad about his siblings and is quick to cut in. Sometimes it can be a little annoying as he wants to take the brunt of any hardships for his family, even at the cost of his own health.

[ Energetic | :: | Definition: showing or involving great activity or vitality. ]
This tom is always ready to play and can very easily be talked into doing just about anything. Like many kits, he's off the wall at times and just loves to play. Luckily, with so many siblings, he generally has plenty of playmates to choose from, though that doesn't mean he isn't above pestering warriors and apprentices for a little fun every now and again.

[ Emotional | :: | Definition: (of a person) having feelings that are easily excited and openly displayed. ]
Hopkit very much thinks with his heart and not his brain, which makes him very easily persuaded to do things. All it takes is one sob story and he's quick to jump to your defense.

[ Impulsive | :: | Definition: acting or done without forethought. ]
Hopkit thinks first and asks questions later. He's quick to act, and this often leads him into getting into trouble, as he tends to be more of the ask for forgivness not permission type. He tends to lean on the fact that one of his parents is leader of his clan as an excuse to be a little more reckless concerning the rules.

[ Nosy | :: | Definition: (of a person or their behavior) showing too much curiosity about other people's affairs. ]
Hopekit needs to know things. Everything. HE loves juicy gossip (as juicy as it gets as a kit but still) and really likes knowing whats going on with everyone else. Even really basicly things, he just wants to feel like he's involved, even for little things like how patrols went. Naturally, his questions can be annoying, and a bit of an invasion of privacy when he ease drops.

[ Courageous | :: | Definition: not deterred by danger or pain; brave. ]
Not something that is really seen until danger (or "danger") is around. He's protective of his family and his clan, and will go above and beyond to act in a way that is best for those around him. He hopes to be a good warrior one day, and hopes to have all of those quialities a good warrior does.

[ Clingy | :: | (of a person or garment) liable to cling; clinging. ]
Hopkit is a bit of an attention hog. He demands attention and cuddles constantly. He doesn't like being left alone and being left out of the action. HE ends to stick close to his friends or family and generally just tries to tag along.

| Personality Type | :ESFP:
[ History ]
[ Before Birth :: Kithood / 0-6 moons :: Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: Adulthood / 12+ moons ]
| Before Birth :: |
Hailstar and Beastfang met at the barn on Windclan territory when they were both well into their adulthood. The then loner Beast, had hoped to hunt in the barn, but, in the time he had been away from the barn, Windclan had clamed the barn as thiers, and Hailstar was set on sending him away. After a brief back and forth, Hailstar decided to let the tom hunt only if he would catch extra mice for Wind clan as well. Naturally, Beast agreed. Hailstar shared with the tom a little bit about his clan and the loner grew to understand the ferocity of which Hailstar had defended their land. After a bit of rest, and with both their bellies full, they seemed to reach an understanding, and parted ways on good terms.

It seemed the two had found a common ground as they continued to meet many times after that. At one particular meeting, Hailstar was attacked by a fox, and with Beast's help, they were both able to chase it off without serious injuries. It seemed their friendship was sealed then, and they continued to meet in the same hollow, with the two of them avoiding the preying eyes of patrols to continue their friendship. However, their meetings soon slowed and eventually stopped, to the point where Beast had thought the tom had moved on from their growing friendship, and eventually decided it was time for him to leave the territories as well. He had stayed longer than usual, and with the season still warm, now was as good a time as any to find another place to hole up before moving on from their as well, but he jst couldn't bring himself to do it, not without saying good bye at least. He frequented their olf visiting grounds in the hope of seeing the tom again to no avail. Just as his hope was beinging to wain, the tom apeared, though he was missing an eye. It was then he discovered Hailstar had been attacked by a rogue named Tobi, and had lost his eye to him. The wind clan leader warned him to keep an eye out for the rogue, and that two should be more careful, as the clans were on edge, and with Beast being a scary looking loner, any wondering patrols were likely not goign to think twice before attacking him. In the hopes of Beast being able to defend himself, Hailstar showed him a few wind clan battle moves, just in case the terror Tobi decided to target him as well, though luckily, he never did.

Some time passed with few meetings, though this time with less self doubt, but just as much worry for the danger his friend seemed to be in. Luckily, the rogue's scourage didn't last much longer, and not soon after the news of his death circulated, Hailstar asked Beast to join Wind clan. Naturally, there was a bit of a fuss at first. Some of the other warriors were hesitent to accept a loner with an unknown history so soon after Tobi's riegn and the discovery of the traitors in each clan. There was some disagreement, but with Hailstar's insistance, Beast was there to stay, whether they liked it or not. He was then given the name Beastfang, for his hunting ability, and the tom settled in as a clan cat.

Beastfang took some getting used to, finding it strange the schedule of clan cats, but he njoyed being around cats more, and seeing his friend more often. The two spent more time together, their friendship growing until Hailstar eventually relized he didn't really think of beast as a friend, but as somethign more. The two confessed their love for each other, and settled in as mates in their clan. For the first time in a long time, Beastfang felt at home, with friends and loved ones around. After another listter had been born in Wind clan, the conversation of their own kits came up. Both toms seemed rather attracted to the idea of raising a family, though niether had really ever thought that they would be in a position to settle down with someone they really cared about until it had happened, and the two of them being toms certainly added a challenge, though with the waving of the gay wand, and some number of blossems i can't remmeber later, a litter of kittens apeared before the two of them during the night, looking suspiciously like a mix of the two of them. We don't ask questions here. Gay magic.

| 0-6 moons :: |
A total of six kittens were found, though very quickly, one succumb to the their illness, having been the smallest and the weast of the six. Dispite their rough start, the other five flourished under the care of the two toms (with a little help from the medicine cat). They decided to name the kits Bellkit, for Beast's sister; Blizzardkit, for the season the pair met in; Galekit, after Stormstreak, Hailstar's brother; Hopkit, for his missing leg; and leafkit, after the lvoe intrest of Hailstar's brother. The five of them seemed to fit right in to the two's life.

Hopkit was a pawful from the start. He craved the attention of his parents and was overall, and very excited and energetic kit. He loved to play, especially games like chase or mossball, anything that let him run around as quick as his little legs could. Despite only haveing three legs, thanks to his father Beastfang, Hopkit never really felt diffrent from his littermate or any of the other cats. HE had his father after all, and his apprentice Duckpaw only had three legs two! He could be just a good a warrior as any other!

[ Heritage ]
| Beastfang 's Side ||
Grandfather || Wolf || Kittypet || Unkown ||
Grandmother || Red || Kittypet || Unkown ||
Aunt|| Bell || Kittypet || Unkown ||

| Hailstar 's Side ||
Grandfather || Crowfoot || Warrior || Alive
Grandmother || Whitetuft || Warrior || Deceased

Uncle || Stormstreak || Warrior || Deceased

|Siblings ||
Sister || Bellkit || Kit || Alive
Sister || Blizzardkit || Kit || Alive
Brother || Galekit || Kit || Alive
Brother || Leafkit || Kit || Alive

| Nieces + Nephews | None

| Mate(s) | -
| Kit(s) | -

[Relationship and Plot Tracker]

★ t r i v i a

Likes:
♦ Thing || Snuggles
♦ Smell || the moor
♦ Food || Rabbits!
♦ Place || anywhere with his fmaily
♦ Feeling || also snuggles
♦ Sound || purring
♦ Others || his parents

Dislikes:
♦ Thing || thunderpaths
♦ Smell || wet grass
♦ Food || crowdfood
♦ Place || two-leg place
♦ Feeling || prickly grass
♦ Sound || thunderstorms
♦ Others || the dark

Fears:
♦ Nothing! Hopkit is completely fearleass aka the dark

Dreams:
♦ To be the best warrior in windclan, obviously!

Habits
♦ Hopkit is convinced he is the stealthiest cat ever. He enjoys "sneaking" up on cast and tackling them for attention.

Hobbies
♦ Tackles. Gotta tackle everyone. Sneak sneak.

Theme Songs:
♦ Castle on the Hill by Ed Sheeran
♦ High Hopes by !Panic at the Disco

★ r o l e p l a y
(♥) yes || (★) maybe/depends || (○) no

timezone || EST

cursing || yes
violence || yes
gore || within reason
Sexual || I don't do R rated rps, but i'm fine with flirty rp

role play example ||
  Cetus craved the solitude of a solo patrol, because of Trath and his brothers, the ginger tom could very rarely actually enjoy himself without being picked on by the three of them. The crisp autumn air helped clear his mind of Trath’s harsh words as he tried to enjoy himself. He closed his eyes, allowing his paws to lead the way as he let the worries of the rest of his life drift away. He exiled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. It was easy to forgot how stressful being in camp was. He was so used to feeling on edge that anytime he got away from everyone else, a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders.
He blinked a few times, taking in the sight of the colored leaves on the trees, finding himself near the first marker, he paused, glancing around to make sure nothing seemed out of place or strange. There had been reports of strangers spotted around the border, but he hadn’t seen anyone on his way over, not that he was paying much attention. Cetus was convinced they were just rouges passing through and it would dissipate soon.
  Nothing seemed out of place with the marking, so he moved on quickly, enjoying the look of the trees with fading leaves that looked like flames moving in the wind. [ Affectionate | :: | readily feeling or showing fondness or tenderness. ]