Nova
I'm not lost,
Cupboards and containers are indiscriminately searched on Nova's quest for food. She hums brightly to herself as she rummages, deft fingers picking through anything within reach - and then some. She's standing on her tiptoes reaching for a suspiciously high box that would make a great hiding place for something delicious.
Arm outstretched, she feels the shift in the air like one perceives a slight change in temperature, unbothered and unimpressed. Her name is somewhat more interesting, her head turning with a chiming "Hm?" over her shoulder. She continues to strain for the top shelf before giving in with a slight hmph and slacking of her limbs. Narrowing her eyes at the shelf, she whips her air magic into the space to send the box flying into the air, grinning as it tumbles out and onto the floor with a sharp crack of metal on wood.
She picks it up from the floor, popping open the lid as she looks properly at the woman. Curiosity flares bright in her mind, head tilting in a distinctly feline way, eyes running over her with a prickle of familiarity. If they should know each other, then certainly they should be friends already, and Nova wiggles with eager excitement as words tumble forth. "Who are you? Are you visiting? I like your hair!"
Arm outstretched, she feels the shift in the air like one perceives a slight change in temperature, unbothered and unimpressed. Her name is somewhat more interesting, her head turning with a chiming "Hm?" over her shoulder. She continues to strain for the top shelf before giving in with a slight hmph and slacking of her limbs. Narrowing her eyes at the shelf, she whips her air magic into the space to send the box flying into the air, grinning as it tumbles out and onto the floor with a sharp crack of metal on wood.
She picks it up from the floor, popping open the lid as she looks properly at the woman. Curiosity flares bright in her mind, head tilting in a distinctly feline way, eyes running over her with a prickle of familiarity. If they should know each other, then certainly they should be friends already, and Nova wiggles with eager excitement as words tumble forth. "Who are you? Are you visiting? I like your hair!"
just embracing chaos.
