Kaori

Name: Kaori
Sex: Female
Species: Catgirl
Height: 4'5
Weight: 90lbs
Age: 15
Hair Color: Pink
Eye Color: Blue
Skin Color: Pale
Personality: A tom boy through and through. She tries to be courageous and put on a brave face, but also is smart enough to pick her battles. She's rather matter-of-fact and easy going with most hardships. Nothing in life has been easy and that's something she knew very early on. There's no reason to grieve for circumstances beyond your control, right?
Weakness: Soft cushions and being pampered. Or shiny objects or spherical objects catch her attention
Weapons: N/A
Armor: N/A
Items: N/A
Skills:
Acrobatics - Flips, cartwheels, somersaults, walking on hands, and so on.  +1 CS to Agility for use. Can also be applied to aid in defending Fighting rolls by unarmed characters against melee attacks as long as it is not a crowded or cramped situation.
Martial Arts A - +1 CS to Fighting when opponent is unarmed as well
Gymnastics - +1 CS to Agility. Can also be used in combat against ranged attacks only.
Skateboarding - +1 CS to Agility.
Roller Skating / Rollerblading / Air Trekking - +1 CS to Agility

Languages: Common, Japanese
Birthday: September 9th

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Stats:
Fighting: Typical
Agility: Excellent
Strength: Poor
Endurance: Good

Reasoning: Poor
Intuition: Excellent
Psyche: Typical

Hit Points: 40
Stamina Points: 35
Mana: 30

Running Speed: Poor(10mph)
Swimming Speed: Feeble(5mph)

Spells / Special Abilities:

Biography:
She was born in the modern age to a highschool drop out and given up for adoption. She grew up in Angela's Little Angels orphanage with other orphans and did well enough in school, though she was only in sixth grade. Not everyone was an animalkin, which is what catfolk and dogfolk and bunnyfolk like her were called. It was just some varient DNA that humans grew into over the course of their evolution.

She was a typical tomboy, as girls who need to be strong tend to be. She skateboarded, rollerbladed, ran around, climbed trees, got dirty, and was the reason for needing more than a few extra boxes of band-aids at the ready.

One night, a fire broke out inside. She woke up to see the girls' room mostly full of smoke and she was among many who were scared and terrified. Running in a crouch, she led others towards the exit of the orphanage, but they weren't alone. It was a trap led by a group of men that rounded them up. They kept all of the girls and the animalkin, but executed the human males. After they were collected, they barred the front door and the attendants along with sweet ol' Angela herself banging on the door for escape. The only thing that remained after that night was the orphanage framework and charred corpses.

Who exactly these men are and what all they plan to do with them ... she'll soon find out.