Nova
We are beautiful things, wild things,
Nova barely listens to the others as she waves the flaming stick around, savagely determined to land a hit on one of the elusive creatures. Through the haze of her murderous pyromaniac thoughts, she starts to notice that instead of scaring weird gourd-things away, they seem to be attracted to her (how could they not be?). Spinning around, she sees that she's nearly surrounded by the hoard. Gasping again at the rude reaction, she takes another swing at them. "Hey! Go away!" Her shout is firm and confident, certain that they will follow her command.
Just to prove a point (in case they don't get her previous message), she shifts. Her black fur pokes out from beneath her skin, followed by sharply glinting claws and fangs. Her tide jaguar form slowly takes shape, the glowing rainbow rosettes appearing last as she lets out a loud REOWR at the invaders. And in case that doesn't get the message through their thick skulls (do they have skulls? or even bones? what about organs?), Nova happily unleashes a whirlwind of attacks, a spinning and pouncing chaos of color, the internal giggles of pure delight only heard by the two men.
Nova shifts into her tide jaguar form and goes wild!
Just to prove a point (in case they don't get her previous message), she shifts. Her black fur pokes out from beneath her skin, followed by sharply glinting claws and fangs. Her tide jaguar form slowly takes shape, the glowing rainbow rosettes appearing last as she lets out a loud REOWR at the invaders. And in case that doesn't get the message through their thick skulls (do they have skulls? or even bones? what about organs?), Nova happily unleashes a whirlwind of attacks, a spinning and pouncing chaos of color, the internal giggles of pure delight only heard by the two men.
Nova shifts into her tide jaguar form and goes wild!
searching for the brilliance within us.
