Cutes Hackthorn

Name: Cutes Hackthorn

Nicknames: Cutie, Domino, Crazy Bitch

Gender: Female

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

Race: Dwarf Rabbit Folk

Age: 20

Body Type: Thin, Athletic, Not very curvy

Height: 4'4"

Weight: 88 lbs

Complexion: Pale with cool pink undertones and dark circles under her eyes

Hair: Mostly black with a few clumps of pure white, Fur on her ears is white while the fur on her tail is black

Eyes: Large, pale baby blues

Scars: Lots of them all over her body, none that really stand out of note

Occupation: Survivor

Relationship Status: Crazy

Personality: Cutes is twenty pounds of crazy in a five pound bag. Her moods tend toward the extreme with the rare moment of calm in between and often shift without warning. She has a tendency to like things that most 'normal' people would consider 'gross' or 'frightening' and is repulsed by anything considered traditionally 'cute.' Years of fighting for her life along side her brothers in the Dreamlands have left her quick to act and especially to attack, whether with her magic or her staff. Often times she doesn't bother to ask questions at all. For all her crazy though deep down Cutes isn't evil. She's just broken and scared. All the coping mechanisms she developed to deal with the nightmares she grew up with have left her completely unprepared to reintegrate into the real world.

Mannerisms: Eyes twitch when annoyed or upset, Laughs/giggles at inappropriate times, Often talks to (seemingly) no one

Likes: Spiders, Blood, Fighting, Her brothers, Swimming and Baths, Shiny things, The colors black and red, Singing off key, Scaring people or making them uncomfortable (It's funny),

Dislikes: Cute things, The colors pink and blue, Her parents, Really loud noises and absolute silence, Large crowds, Hugs

Fandom Spirit Guides: Parker from Leverage, Lena Inverse, Wednesday Addams, Alice from Alice in Wonderland

Unlike a lot of tall, lithe rabbit folk, Cutes' short stature and physical endurance is born of her dwarf rabbit heritage. Along with that she also received much shorter, stubbier ears than most rabbit folk, leading some people to mistake her for a cat or dog folk until they see her slightly upward pointed cotton tail. Flute's usual facial expression can easily be described as manic. She is almost always smiling though it rarely reaches her eyes. Honestly there's just something off about the woman in general. An overall vibe, like that of a ticking time bomb only no one knows when it's set to blow. For clothing Flute wears whatever she's scavenged up, usually a mishmash of leathers and cloth that may or may not fit properly. She does tend to prefer reds, blacks and browns but will take whatever she can get. She also carries a thick, warped and twisted wooden staff that she uses both as a casting tool and a physical weapon.