Hazmat44
Ignore the radiation. I do that all the time.
Ansapi is a very large black-and-white housecat. He stands on his hind legs and wears simple white and gray clothes. He wields a pair of specially designed battle claws over his own, an heirloom passed through his family for generations up until the line burned out with him. He has a small backpack with a hidden compartment at the bottom to keep his gold in, and his eyes are a bright green. He likes sarcasm quite a lot, and tends to get on people's nerves. He wears minimal armor, choosing mobility over defense, but prioritizes the obvious weak points.
He doesn't like people, cats, or anything in between. He's an excellent fighter in a one-on-one fight, but tends to go more for evasion in a larger scale battle. His battle claws are much sharper than his natural ones, although he keeps both sharp. Being a cat, he's small enough that people tend to underestimate him; a mistake that is often rapidly rectified. For no visible reason, nobody questions the fact he can talk. Whether this is due to them wondering if it's an uncomfortable subject or if it's some kind of magical artifact causing the curiosity to veer away, Ansapi doesn't bother to ask... and certainly doesn't try to answer.
He doesn't like people, cats, or anything in between. He's an excellent fighter in a one-on-one fight, but tends to go more for evasion in a larger scale battle. His battle claws are much sharper than his natural ones, although he keeps both sharp. Being a cat, he's small enough that people tend to underestimate him; a mistake that is often rapidly rectified. For no visible reason, nobody questions the fact he can talk. Whether this is due to them wondering if it's an uncomfortable subject or if it's some kind of magical artifact causing the curiosity to veer away, Ansapi doesn't bother to ask... and certainly doesn't try to answer.
