Hope, a young grey tom with broad shoulders. Hope, is not the type to socialize. If anything he would always keep to himself and by any means avoid conversation. He had tried to build his confidence for the sake of making friends so he would have less enemies, but it didn't quite turn out how he had wanted.

When he roamed the streets of the two-legged community he always found himself to be darting from corner to corner and hiding behind anything he can find. This was something very hard to do since the surrounding neighborhood was littered with groups of cats and dogs who didn't take to kindly to strangers. It wasn't uncommon to hear the sound of barks and screeches of an ongoing fight, it is something you would see every corner you turn. Hope found it much better to keep attention away from himself. He always did his best to stay out of the path of these fights, until his best friend had gotten herself into one.

Hope had very only two true friends and of the two his best friend, Soot, was most important to him. Whenever she tells the story of how they met it is always embarrassing to Hope. He a much larger cat in comparison to Soot needed saving from the little one. Soot is a small Gray tabby with black tipped ears and black paws. She was definitely  sassy and a fighter.