Species: Feline (White cat)
Gender: Trans male (post top surgery, pre-bottom surgery)
Sexuality: Gay
Body Type: Slender, femme-leaning androgyny with confidence in every line
Eyes: Bright, teasing blue with a wicked glint
Hair: Soft lavender-blue, styled messily and effortlessly cool
Presentation: Proudly queer punk — mesh, leather, jewelry, eyeliner, smirks

Personality:
Bratty and bold, he knows his appeal and leans into it
Flirty by default, affectionate with people he trusts
Emotionally sharp — reads others easily but guards his own softness
Non-monogamous, doesn’t pretend to be anything else — sex is a way to connect, release, and take control of dysphoria on his terms (the idea of a mate is lovely, but terrifies him too)
Has a mischievous sense of humour but a loyal, protective streak under it

Backstory Highlights:
Raised in a gritty, low-income district, survival was always a game of cleverness, charisma, and courage

Vexiel, his childhood best friend, turned to sex work to keep them both fed and clothed. Kitsu tried to pick up gigs where he could, but never forgot how much Vexiel gave up for him

The turning point was meeting Lyxa online through gaming. After getting close, she offered her home — two spare rooms, no judgment, no questions — and suddenly, they weren’t just surviving, they were living

Now, the three of them live together as a tight-knit found family: Lyxa’s the quiet strength, Vexiel’s the chaotic sexual fire, and Kitsu’s the affectionate glue

Met Aziri at a rave. They locked eyes mid-strobe, danced until sunrise, and exchanged numbers written on each other’s arms. Aziri became his instant, ride-or-die best friend — the kind of friend who never flinches no matter how dark or weird things get

Recently stumbled across Nyrox, a feral hybrid in a drugged, violent state. Kitsu made the boldest decision of his life in that alley… and now he doesn’t quite know how to stop needing Nyrox nearby

Extra Notes:
Comfort items: His jewelry (especially his collar), his phone with far too many photos of the people he loves, soft oversized hoodies post-sex
- Has a habit of teasing people into flustering — it’s his favourite form of affection
- Doesn’t talk much about his dysphoria days, but has no shame about his body now. He owns it. He wields it.
- Keeps track of which of his friends are touch-averse or vulnerable and never oversteps… unless they ask him to
- Kitsu is deeply vocal about his feelings — he doesn’t shy away from affection, vulnerability, or emotional honesty. He tells his friends when he misses them, when he’s proud of them, when they look good, or when they hurt him. He believes in naming emotions to keep them from festering. His "I love yous" are frequent — but always directed at his found family, at platonic soulmates like Vexiel, Aziri, Lyxa. These words are sacred to him. They’re given freely in friendship, as a promise: you matter, I see you, and I’m not leaving.