Fuzzykit could easily be called Brownfeather Jr. — not only because of her appearance, but because of how much she acts like her (or, at least, her before the White Death). She’s pretty grumpy, especially for a kit, growling and grumbling to chase others away. She doesn’t talk to cats that she doesn’t feel like talking to and she’s fairly reserved, keeping to herself unless someone she likes initiates an interaction. She shares her mother’s short temper and is the kind of cat who faces her problems head-on, and when she has a grudge against someone it’s something she holds for seasons. This can make her very petty. She can and will in any small inconvenience that a cat she doesn’t like has to face. She can be sulky, too, though; if she gets hurt by someone, then she has to go and throw herself a little pity party to recover. Ultimately, she still has to talk about her emotions with someone, even an advisor, but she just doesn’t want to.

She gets attached to pretty things easily, often finding herself daydreaming about being gifted them. She collects flowers, pebbles, shells, feathers, or whatever else she finds pretty, bringing them back to her nest and guarding them as fiercely as a dragon guards their horde. Should a cat ever gift her with a pretty object, they instantly get logged in her good books. Her walls are built a little more solidly than Brownfeather’s, though, so it would take a little more than that for her to truly get close to someone else. Crushes don’t come to her as easily (she has to have a conversation at least, first), but like her father, she can be quite jealous. She is likely to spend as much time as possible with her crushes to make sure that their attention is on the right thing — namely, her. If she were to find out that one of her crushes was interested in someone else, though, she wouldn’t be too sore about it. Or, at least, not sore for long.

Also different from her mother, she has no difficulty being touched and will often cuddle with her friends and family just because she feels like it. She would take advantage of this to snuggle with any cats she’s crushing on, making sure that the moment lasts as long as possible. She loves to sunbathe, and if she’s cuddling with a cat and lying in a warm patch of sunlight then it’s a guarantee that she’s having the time of her life.

She can occasionally be quite playful, launching surprise attacks on any unfortunate soul that wanders too close to the nursery to expel all her energy. This is something she’s never going to grow out of — which is good because she’s full of extra energy and will often be on the lookout for ways to work it out of her. Playing in the hot springs or the river are some of her favorite ways to do it, but she hates having to groom the water out of her pelt after.

Fuzzykit hates her name. She thinks that it makes her seem far too soft for a warrior, especially a strong and competent one, which she is sure to be. “Fuzzy” is a blight on her supposed reputation, but she’d never ask to change it — while she’ll go sour at the slightest hint of amusement about her name, it’s something her father gave her, and that’s enough for her to think it’s important.

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