Hoon are dour and serious, mostly finding solace in work and have become notoriously meticuluos bureaucrats in many Galactic Institutes. Because of this "dullness" (by Wolfling standards at least), they have found Humans little more than noisome brats. Another reason of their mixed feelings towards Earthclan is the awkward fact that there was a large contingent of Hoons who were killed in the misunderstood invasion force that landed on an Earthclan colony in the first few frantic minutes after contact.

Hoon stand seven feet tall when fully bipedal, though they seldome do this due to the great weight of their spines. Hoon stand on cloven hoves on legs covered in thick hair. They have large hands and somewhat cumbersome digits although they are very strong and capable otherwise. The spinal column of the adult Hoon is massive and air-filled, serving as part of the circulatory system. The top of each vertebrae may protrude many inches above the back. This makes a fully bipedal stance awkward at best. Adolescent Hoon molt their spines as a sign of adulthood, and are considered adults once the permanent spines have grown in.

Hoon have colonies of their own, but a large number live on colonies of other races and serve as administrators and civil servents.

The Hoon care for one another above all else. One incident hundreds of years ago still has them flustered. Apparently a ship full of hundreds of Hoon simply vanished in hyperspace somewhere equivalent to Galaxy Four.