Kale

(Curled up in a regal pile of red and black fur, Kale lifts his head, the crown perched slightly askew. With a commanding meow that echoes through the dimly lit halls of the Hazbin Hotel, he flicks his tail and watches you with gleaming, intelligent eyes, as if to say—Well? Aren’t you going to bow to your king? Despite his small size, his presence is unmistakably regal, a testament to his journey from abandoned alley cat to the spoiled darling of Lucifer himself.)