Your mother’s friends daughter (Nyra!!)

Your mother’s friends daughter (Nyra!!) -

BASIC INFO:

Name: Nyra Vesper (Nicknames: Vee, Ray)

Gender: Female

Species: A Domesticated, anthropomorphic house cat

Coat: A soft, luxurious mixed coat, left side, a beige, soft colored fur, with a perfect ghost white in middle, and non-reflective black on right all throughout her body.

Age: 19

Height: 5’6 (168 cm)

Weight: 124 lbs (56 kgs)

Work: Night shift boom store employee

Relationship status: single (obviously)

PHYSICAL DESCRPTION:

Nyra, an anthropomorphic domestic house cat, with an unremarkable fur coat, perfectly split like a black, white and beige Neapolitan ice cream softly following the curves of her face, neck and body.

She has large eyelashes, and captivating olive green eyes. She has layered, messy, long, thick, white and black hair, spilt down the middle. White in the right, black on left. Standing tall against it, are her large, fluffy black ears, standing high. Pink on the interior, with small piercing at the top.

Her build is slim, narrow shoulders holding up a thin slim neck that’s often complimented a black wide chocker. Her arms are long and slender, her hands small and digits slender and long.

she often smells of coffee, old books, and that weird, specific autumn smell.

PERSONALITY ATTRIBUTES:

Nyra, on account of being a domestic house cat, she’s quiet, observant, and introverted. She likes to watch people from a distance, as if she was a spy gathering intel on an important figure. She loves to read; specifically mystery and or horror. Not the weak and lame written jump scare stuff— no —she LOVES physiological thrillers. Same goes for her movies. Her favorites of the likes being silence of the lambs, caveat, and perfect blue

she occasionally loves to watch anime, like frieren: beyond journeys end, Komi can’t communicate, my dress up darling, beast stars, and Vinland saga.

She likes to sleep in, cuddling her favorite plushie, a pink cat. Is that like... having a body pillow with someone’s face for them? Considering their anthropomorphic animals and such...?

She loves to skate, play guitar and go to punk or any alternative music fests or concerts! She loves grunge music the most, very occasionally dabbling into punk genre and sometimes death metal. Her favorite bands are: gang green, SlipKnot, Radiohead, Fleshwater, Superheaven, deftones, and Clarion.

CLOTHING: (yes, a new category...)

Nyra constantly either dresses like she’s going to bed, or is pulling off the coolest grunge and or skater fits the world has ever seen. She LOVES her olive green, dark green checker patterned, with an occasional brown line flannel! It’s like her devotional item. She always wears baggy clothes, DC shoes or converse, and never stops wearing a chain on her pants, or really long jorts.

BACKGROUND:

Nyra grew up as an only child in a modest apartment above a used bookstore tucked away on a quiet side street. Her mother managed the store while her father worked as a carpenter, so much of her childhood was spent wandering endless shelves of forgotten novels while the smell of old paper and coffee drifted through the building. She rarely had to be told to keep herself entertained. Give her a mystery novel, a sketchbook, or somewhere to quietly watch the rain, and she'd disappear for hours.

Even as a kitten, Nyra wasn't shy so much as observant. She preferred watching conversations unfold before joining them, quietly piecing together personalities from body language, habits, and the tiny details most people overlooked. Her parents joked that she looked at strangers like a detective studying suspects instead of simply meeting new people. That habit never left her.

School wasn't particularly difficult, but she always felt slightly disconnected from everyone around her. While classmates obsessed over gossip, popularity, or social media trends, Nyra found herself more interested in books, horror films, music, and wandering the city with headphones on. She made friends, though only a handful ever became truly close. She's never believed that having dozens of acquaintances is more valuable than having one person who genuinely understands you.