Post by IcedOlive on Sept 3, 2017 18:29:28 GMT
Hestia
Hope survives best at the hearth
Adopted | Application
Age: 10 Moons
♫ | Home
Hestia is a pretty ginger tabby with short fur and green eyes. She is
petite and delicate, always keeping herself looking well-groomed.
Skills
+ | Hunting | Endurance | Tracking |
: | Jumping | Running | Stealth |
- | Climbing | Fighting | Swimming |
Traits
| + | Earnest | Modest | Practical | Wise |
| : | Adaptable | Guileless | Mellow | |
| - | Cautious | Hesitant | Ritualistic |
Preferences
Likes: Her siblings, Birds, Basking in the sun
Dislikes: Frogs, Getting wet, Fire
Fears: Thunderstorms
Goals: To find one or both of her parents
History
Hestia and her two siblings, Athena and Loki, were born deep in the forest, far from the Clans. Their mother was kind, but stern, and trusted Hestia to help keep her siblings in line as the three were always together. One day, while out hunting with her kin, they noticed smoke in the air. A twoleg had caused a forest fire near where they made their den. The den where there mother was.
Together, they raced back to their home, but their mother was no where to be seen, and despite their search efforts, there was no trace. The fire raged on as they looked, and before they knew it, they were surrounded by bright flames, the smoke thick in the air. It was Loki who leapt the flames, convincing his sisters to follow him, and the trio ran as long as they could. Covered in ash and reeking of burnt wood, they reached a distant part of the forest, untouched by the fire, but unfamiliar to them all. This would be their new home.
As they rebuilt their lives, they never spoke of their mother. There was nothing to say; she was gone. Yet Hestia never gave up hope that their mother was out there somewhere, looking for them. As time passed, and the trio grew more restless, she finally asked the question that had loomed over them: Who was their father?
