Name: Lyra

Species: Feline (Felis catus/common housecat)

Gender: Female

Fur colors and pattern/hair:

She has Black and white fur colors. Her fur pattern is two small white patches on her chest and stomach, and the toes on her left foot are white, as well as a small white patch on her right ear. The rest of her fur is black and medium length. She keeps her hair at medium length with her bangs covering her eyes, and light blue highlights in her black hair and streaked around her tail randomly. Her fur length is short. Her eyes are the color ice, clear crystal blue.

Body:

She’s 5’8” at 128lbs. She has a fit and curvy and walks with a well-balanced gait, toned from all her climbing and parkour activities.

Personality/Interests:

She’s very talkative and social, and not shy about any topic. She will engage anyone who strikes her fancy in a very upbeat almost hyper or childish way. She prefers alternative or upbeat, fast tempo music. (Usually Industrial or Hard Rock. Nine Inch Nails, Three Days Grace, and the like.) Very rarely will she stay in one spot for long she prefers to go out and explore or hang out, she doesn’t enjoy sitting at home alone much but, if the mood strikes her she will curl up with a book on the couch. She wears jeans and T-shirts or tank tops with a light jacket over them. Fingerless gloves on her paws, a white and blue checkered bracelet on her left wrist and a small ruby pendant around her neck on a silver chain.

Short story/into:

As you’re walking down the street, you get bumped in the shoulder from behind as a black and white cat flashes past you. She giggles an apology as she runs by and turns right down a nearby alleyway. You decide to give chase and as you round the corner you see the flash of a black and blue tail going upward. You call out for her to wait up and she pokes her head over the top of the building about 10 feet up above you. She smiles down at you and says, “Well hurry it up slow-poke!” and kicks her legs over the side and sits waiting on you. As you stand there dumb-founded as to how she got up there you look around and notice a dumpster located near a fire escape. If you could make the jump and grab hold of the edge you should be able to easily climb up and meet her. You glance back up at her and head over to the dumpster and prepare to make the leap to the edge of the fire escape you hear her giggle again, and then you jump. You manage to grab hold of the railing and pull yourself up. All the while the giggling feline is watching your every move. As you finally make it to the roof she looks you up and down and smiles again saying, “Hello! My name is Lyra. You seemed to have a little trouble getting up here.” You ask her how she managed it so easily and she just laughs and pushes her black hair out of her blue eyes then says, “Practice, a whole lot of practice. Well it’s time I got back to running. Bye!” She then hops up and continues running across the roof then jumps to the next which is 3 feet lower, then proceeds back to street level by jumping the 7 feet to the ground and tucking into a roll, leaving you alone on the rooftop. You’re still not sure how you’re going to get back down...