Otto | Loner

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OTTO MALE 55 MOONS BISEXUAL LONER LONER IF THE DEVIL COMES BY WITH A BETTER DEAL THIS OL' SOUL'S GOIN' DOWN Note: Vitiligo Appearance Otto is not the most limber of cats. He's always been a bit on the stocky side, a little impressive for a loner. Though food isn't always a given, he's managed to get enough food and exercise to give himself a muscular build, though there's a little more softness around the edges as he gets older. Most of his appearance is fairly average - a body that shows the life of a capable individual, light green eyes, a few minor scars from some tussles, and - oh, yes, there's that. While born a black, mewling little kitten, Otto started to notice white patches when he was approaching 12 moons. Now, the tom is covered in white patches and splotches, a sign of his vitiligo. They bothered him a little, but due to his nature, they don't annoy him much these days. Personality Otto is the ultimate 'dad-friend'. He enjoys the life of a loner, but is also a very social creature. Conversation is his catnip, and half of his wandering is simply to meet others. He enjoys hearing tales, telling stories, and helping out whenever he's able to. There might be something to be said about his need to be near others and create social connections, but its hard to say how much of that is from his nature and how much of that is from his past. Either way, he's generally easy going and doesn't tend to look for fights. Otto is well-humoured and enjoys relaxing, but is capable of doing enough work to keep himself (and sometimes others) fed. He's not too twoleg-shy, but at the end of the day, he's a wanderer. History Otto was a gift to a child. He was a scrawny black kitten with a whole twoleg-nest to explore and play in, a german shepherd to nap with, and a little twoleg-kit to pet him and sometimes put bows on his head. Unfortunately, life isn't always kind. For some reason, the two big two-legs stopped living together, and one of them took the girl away. Otto was just about a year old when the twoleg tossed him and the then-old dog out on the street. He never opened the door to them again. So Otto and his dog moved around for a while, Otto picking up street skills and his dog friend finding hiding spots for quite a while. It wasn't until he was nearing 25 moons that the dog passed away, and Otto found himself very much alone. But not entirely. He'd made some friends with strays and loners and kittypets, and one of those kittypets was a lovely molly by the name of Rue. Rue ran off with Otto one day, and they lived together until Otto was 42 moons of age. Again, life seemed to hit Otto hard, and Rue got sick while carrying their kits. Neither Rue nor the kittens survived. For a brief period of time, Otto was inconsolable. Life seemed to kick him down at every turn - he was doing his best to try and be resilient, but he felt awful. He wanted to have one good thing to hold onto.  Then he was 48 moons, and he stumbled on an 8 moon old named Blue. Blue wasn't doing great, so Otto took her under his wing. They traveled for a while before Blue started getting restless - she was a sweet kid, but she struggled with living outdoors. Eventually, Otto and her stumbled upon some twolegs who became enamored with the little Blue, and Otto convinced her to go with them. She would go on to be happy, while the twolegs moved on.  Otto said goodbye to Blue when he was 52 moons old. His heart was heavy, but she had given him a chance to help and heal a little, and he decided that if he could help someone else, he owed it to the world and those in it to try. Other Used Rare Pelt for vitiligo.