Joannah/Introduction
Born in Britain, she was a pre-P-Day biology teacher. She was a bit childish, impulsive and playful, so she was perfect for the 12 to 15 year olds, an age-group she loved teaching. Coming on a schooltrip to America changed everything for her however.
She had no idea what was going on as during her trip her students were suddenly torn to pieces by unseen forces and completely disintegrated right before her eyes. She started to scream and run, but soon found her body shrinking and changing as she ran away. When she looked behind her she noticed she had suddenly gained a tauric backside, fur and was probably under 3 foot tall. Her traumatized and exhausted mind at that point basically shut down and all she could do was run as far away as she could. And from then on, that's all she did. For days, weeks, months she was shut inside her mind, trying not to think and push the images as far away as possible. During that time she also didn't seem to meet anyone that seemed to have retained their mind, she started to think she may be the only one that had retained any form of resemblance to sanity.
Having to survive in such a hostile environment with her mind shattered as it was, because of having seen her students killed in front of her, she had to depend on her instincts and had to embrace them. They however were cat instincts and embracing them also meant she started to act more catlike over time, combined with her tendency for childish and impulsive behavior it was a recipe for disaster. Often chasing smaller objects, going after shining things and getting completely lost in the process and not being able to find her way back the her previous hiding place and having to make a new one.There were a few times when she had to fight her way out of an encounter with a feral, but mostly she kept out of their way, usually by hiding in the most heavily infected areas, which caused her to get several weird additions to her form, like wings and such. It was only fortunate that she came to Zephyr Tower in time before it all went terribly wrong for her.
Due to her tiny size and the amount of time spend in the wilds, she has forsaken clothing. Mainly because anything other than a napkin wouldn't fit her and she's become so used to being naked that she now finds clothing to be too restricting.
She also has a tendency to hide under couches or snooze on the backrest. She has a playful character due to her cat instincts and can usually be lured out of a hiding place by a wagging tail or other such item.
She may act like a cat and can sometimes be treated like one, but she is very intelligent and knows about her instincts being as prominent as they are, but like most cats, it doesn't matter to her and she quickly loses interest in worrying about it, this is probably also due to her mental trauma, as she tends to push negative memories as far away as possible and quickly forgets they even happened.
Even though it may be strange considering that she's a cattaur, she's a vegetarian.
