Noa is a were-cat, granting him the ability to turn into a giant cat. The way that were-cats work in his world is that instead of transforming on a schedule like werewolves, they tend to just....do what they want. Since they're cats and that's what they do. Noa does get more feral looking when he's angry (nails turn into claws, teeth become elongated, overall just gets hairier) but anger alone is not enough to trigger the reaction. Beyond that, he's a pretty strong dude and is very knowledgeable on how to take care of various creatures. Noa is also a huge nerd and loves books. Literary references are like his bread and butter and he loves to read. He was originally saving up to go to college and read MORE books but since the accident, he's sort of let that plan fall to the wayside.
First Person:
[ Noa tries not to regret doing certain things, he really does. Regrets just weigh you down and make it hard to focus on all the good things that happen. Unfortunately, Noa does very much regret his current situation. ]
Is ah- is anybody down there? Possibly? It would be nice if someone were....
[ He gets no reply. Hunched up high up in a tree, Noa looks at everything with a nervous expression. Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear. He's a cat stuck in a tree. And that's terrible. ]
Third Person:
All things considered, suddenly appearing on a train to nowhere was less bizarre than other things Noa had heard about. He'd once read about a woman who woke up with three versions of her husband from three alternate dimensions making her breakfast in the same exact kitchen. They were very sweet (they made french toast), but still. Three husbands was a lot of husbands. Especially when they were all technically married to you.
But still. Train heading to mystery location via foggy tracks. Dubious at best, short ride to death at worst. And a cold one at that. Noa visibly shivered, ears flattening against his skull. Well, it seemed that this particular dubious train was not in South Carolina where Noa last remembered being. Curiouser and curiouser.
--Oh. It seems he's at his stop.
Exiting the train, Noa's tail lashed about, ears perked upwards in curiousity. His breath filtered through and around the thin bandana covering the lower half of his face and a visible shiver runs down his body. God damn, it is cold. He was only wearing an undershirt and work pants today; it was hot in the carolina summer. He wasn't exactly prepared for this sudden situation of Christmas in July.
His ears resumed their place against his head and his tail wrapped around his waist in some vain attempt to stay warm.
That's when he felt the sudden weight of the pocket watch. Pulling it out, his eye lights up.
"Well, this is interesting!" Clicking it open with his hand, he stares at the screen with intrigue. "I've gotta be honest, this is adorable. A pocket watch communicator. What will they think of next."
Perhaps he could get in contact with someone who could hook him up with a coat? Oh, the possibilities.
[OC] Noa Tasi || Original || no reserve || 4 of 4
Noa is a were-cat, granting him the ability to turn into a giant cat. The way that were-cats work in his world is that instead of transforming on a schedule like werewolves, they tend to just....do what they want. Since they're cats and that's what they do. Noa does get more feral looking when he's angry (nails turn into claws, teeth become elongated, overall just gets hairier) but anger alone is not enough to trigger the reaction. Beyond that, he's a pretty strong dude and is very knowledgeable on how to take care of various creatures. Noa is also a huge nerd and loves books. Literary references are like his bread and butter and he loves to read. He was originally saving up to go to college and read MORE books but since the accident, he's sort of let that plan fall to the wayside.
First Person:
[ Noa tries not to regret doing certain things, he really does. Regrets just weigh you down and make it hard to focus on all the good things that happen. Unfortunately, Noa does very much regret his current situation. ]
Is ah- is anybody down there? Possibly? It would be nice if someone were....
[ He gets no reply. Hunched up high up in a tree, Noa looks at everything with a nervous expression. Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear. He's a cat stuck in a tree. And that's terrible. ]
Third Person:
All things considered, suddenly appearing on a train to nowhere was less bizarre than other things Noa had heard about. He'd once read about a woman who woke up with three versions of her husband from three alternate dimensions making her breakfast in the same exact kitchen. They were very sweet (they made french toast), but still. Three husbands was a lot of husbands. Especially when they were all technically married to you.
But still. Train heading to mystery location via foggy tracks. Dubious at best, short ride to death at worst. And a cold one at that. Noa visibly shivered, ears flattening against his skull. Well, it seemed that this particular dubious train was not in South Carolina where Noa last remembered being. Curiouser and curiouser.
--Oh. It seems he's at his stop.
Exiting the train, Noa's tail lashed about, ears perked upwards in curiousity. His breath filtered through and around the thin bandana covering the lower half of his face and a visible shiver runs down his body. God damn, it is cold. He was only wearing an undershirt and work pants today; it was hot in the carolina summer. He wasn't exactly prepared for this sudden situation of Christmas in July.
His ears resumed their place against his head and his tail wrapped around his waist in some vain attempt to stay warm.
That's when he felt the sudden weight of the pocket watch. Pulling it out, his eye lights up.
"Well, this is interesting!" Clicking it open with his hand, he stares at the screen with intrigue. "I've gotta be honest, this is adorable. A pocket watch communicator. What will they think of next."
Perhaps he could get in contact with someone who could hook him up with a coat? Oh, the possibilities.