Age: 10
Birthday: May 29th, 2015
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Location of Residence: [Wimborne, England]
Future School: Hogwarts
House: Most would expect being a Balor she’ll end up in Slytherin, but...Time will tell



Appearance:



Notably, Kat has the trademark Balor Green Eyes.


Three Characteristics You Think You Are: Passionate | Clever | Independent

Three Characteristics Others Think You Are: Sarcastic | Stubborn | Compassionate

Three Random Facts:

- When in doubt, Kat will in fact always guess the wrong direction to go when lost. If she ever finds her way back on her own, it'll only be because she was still trying to get back to where she made her first wrong turn.

- Kat absolutely loves singing and is often singing and humming in her free time.

- Kat struggles to let disagreements or situations go, when she believes she's right. Stubbornly digging in her feet when dropping it might be wiser.



Aspirations:

- Start her own Witch Rockband and see the world

- Change the politics of her family, (she wants her oldest brother to be accepted)

- Be a famous Auror and go hunting dark wizards, (she bets it’ll be her cousins) after she's done touring the world.


Favourite Class: DADA
Least Favourite Class: Herbology
Favourite Wizarding Food or Drink: Butter Beer
Thoughts on Blood Purism: Kinda like building a fort of cardboard and saying no girls allowed. Most children are more mature.
Thoughts on the Government: She doesn’t know, but assumes they do some good sometimes.


Family:


Gabriel Balor III | Father | 1986
Angela Balor | Mother | 1990
Derrick Balor | Half-Brother | 2012
Gabriel "Daniel" Balor IV | Brother | 2012
Gabriel Balor II | Grandfather | 1950
Morgan Balor | Uncle | 1991
Lezette Balor | Aunt | 1989
Aaric Balor | Cousin | 2009
Finn Balor | Cousin | 2009
Trelisa Balor | Cousin | 2010
Alexandria Balor | Cousin | 2015
Barty Shackelthorn | Uncle | 1984
Victoria Shackelthorn | Aunt | 1987
Nicky Shackelthorn | Cousin | 2007



Roleplay Example:



Kat hadn’t spent much time inside the last week or so. As summer drew ever closer she had begun to wander the grounds around her family’s estate. Walking the border and retracing her steps. Looking to form a good memory of the area at her home. She wanted to keep the details as fresh in her memory as she could before she left at the end of the summer. Was it a little early? Her parents thought so, but what did they know? She was pretty sure there wasn't a single spot on all their land that they considered sacred. They spent all their time inside, sending owls in every which direction. Kat had spent her entire life here, and had found all kinds of little secrets. Like the tree that grew a particularly delicious apple every third year. Or the way the sun shined down a particular hallway at a certain point in the morning and illuminated the painting at the end, making the eyes appear to move. Maybe Hogwarts would have all kinds of new wonders for her to explore, but that would be in
September. Until then Kat would appreciate the wonders at home while she could.

Once she finished her initial walk around the property, a journey that usually cost an hour of her day, Kat followed a whim. She turned away from the main path, the one she always took to get back to the house, and started towards the orchard. The trees wouldn't be bearing fruit yet, but the shade they offered was a welcome relief from the warm day. Kat walked between the trees, taking her time and enjoying the cool, calm quiet of the orchard. There was a sense of peace here, and she slipped into a seat in the shade of the tallest tree in the orchard. The sun shone down onto her, a beam of warmth and light that Kat found soothing. She leaned her head against the tree and closed her eyes, content to enjoy the moment.

"Up the airy mountain, down the rushy glen. We dare not go a-hunting, for fear of little men." The melody slipped out of her, one of her favorite folksongs that came from the old country. Though she'd grown up in England, her Da had spent many nights teaching her the different folksongs he'd grown up with herself. The Fairy King was one she always enjoyed, though she often wondered if the little men were house elves or gnomes older generations of muggles had no really understanding for?

It made the song a bit more amusing to consider that a particularly old garden gnome might have sent a troupe of hunters running. As she imagined it this time, she imagined herself emerging from down a trail, ready to de-gnome the path for the hunters. She'd scoop it up and spin him then throw him on his way. She liked to imagine those hunters would be mighty impressed with the eleven year girl and she grinned to herself. It wouldn't be too long before she was learning about creatures scarier than some garden gnomes, and she couldn't wait.

Before long, Kat was moving from her sanctuary in the orchard and back around the property, not being much mind to the sun growing closer to setting as the day waned on. It wouldn't be until her mother's shrill call finally reached her, she'd turn and head back for the house.

"Where have you been?" Her mum demanded.

"Having adventures," Kat replied cheerfully trying to slip inside before her mother blocked the doorway.

"You missed your entire afternoon studies." Her mum scolded her. Her hands on her hips as she gathered the her full size to bare down upon the youngest Balor.

"Why didn't you call me back then?" Kat replied, mimicking her mother's stance and staring up with the same disapproving look. "I bet, you didn't even know I was missing huh until you grew bored of writing letters and went to ask Mr. Laurent how my class went huh?"

Her mother's frown turned colder as she gazed down at her smart mouthed little girl. Honestly she believed it was the terrible influence of her half-brother that brought this out of the girl, or her father for that matter. But she wasn't so easily triggered as to lose her cool to a eleven year old who was thought she knew everything. "You should take greater interest in managing your own studies, I won't be there to call you to class at Hogwarts you know." Her mother said, not flinching at the accusation.

"Those classes won't be the same old lessons over and over again, I'm tired of hearing about the glory of families like The Blacks. I'll get to learn some real history," Kat replied rolling her eyes.

"You are taught who will pathe the way to success not just for you, but for the whole Family. Much as you like to pretend you're anything else, you are still a Balor and you will meet the scions of these bloodlines at Hogwarts. You'd do well to make a good impression, and rather than remembering some mossy rocks your time would be best served remembering these families. They'll open doorways for your future." Her mother lectured.

"I'll be sure to curtsey to my very lowest mum," Kat said, and would do just that for her.

"I'm serious Kat." Her mother growled.

"As am I mum." Kat replied, defiant as the two glared at each other.

"Very well, you like to get dirty so much, you can stay the night outside and get your own dinner." Her mother said, swiftly closing the door in her face.

"Fine by me!" Kat called, and turned quickly away. It just went to show her mother really had no idea how much there was to offer for someone willing to go find it. Kat set off towards the pond, and the little wooded area that was sometimes visited by ducks and spend a little time. Soon enough her parents would settle in for the evening and Kat would be able to slip into a secret crawlspace in the house that lead straight to the pantry. Then she'd find a place to curl up for the night. When morning came, Kat wouldn't be at the door waiting to be let in, in fact she would wait for her mother to come back to her. Knowing full well it'd come with consequences, maybe even being locked in her room. Now that would be dull. But she'd take her punishment with her chin up, because she'd have own on whatever imaginary terms stood between the two of them, and as much as she might not like what was coming to her. Angela Balor would like that Kat had brought the reaction out of her less, and that victory was worth whatever was coming to her.



ALIAS: Untamed Skies



OTHER CHARACTERS: Derrick Balor |



WELCOME BUDDY?: Dunno if it’s still applicable.



CANON?: n



WANTED AD?: The Balor Family Saga