Welcome to Gaia! ::

Noah almost let a smile slip. Ah, so they did notice him. Good. Or was it? They didn't seem to be staring at him and they seemed to be pleasent...for now, anyways. He came a little closer, standing nearer to the group.

Ah, that one girl...the girl wih the markings above her eyes...she was staring at him. Wat was it? His face? He knew it wasn't totally human anymore...ah, the whiskers! Marked-girl was staring at his whiskers. he had tried to pull one outearlier, but the pain had been intense. Bad enough to keep him from pulling out anymore anytime soon, anyways.

He pulled the edges of his cloak in tighter, despite the lack of a breeze. His tail twitched back and forth under the cloak, the tail-tip snaking out for a brief moment. Nervous. He was nervous. He wasn't used to talking to girls. They always made him nervous. He looked down at his feet uneasy, trying to burrow them somewhat into the sand. He hated his feet now that they changed. He bit at his lip with his bucked teeth, in habitually reached back for his swaying tail. He picked at the fur again, forgetting where he was and who he was around. Grooming. It made him feel better. The movement of his hands seemed to placate him ever-so-slightly.

Ah, say something! Anything!

"Mein name is Noah. Vhat is it they call you two ladies?" he said, his German accent hitting the 'w' sound of 'what'.

All the years living in America had dulled his accent, but the damn w's always seemed to come out as v's, ever since he was a kid. It was something he had never been able to eradicate from his speech. How bothersome.

“No, no I’m fine” He stuttering now completely gone and he could barely keep himself from smiling broadly.

“My feathers keep me quite warm actually” he said quietly, stroking Colette’s hair and back again. “C’mon, lets sit down” he let go of her, and knelt down in the sand, just out of reach form the waves., watching the slowly darkening sky. He patted the ground next to him, gesturing for Colette to sit next to him.

The awkward silence ensured. Georgia couldn't decided where to rest her eyes, so glanced off of each person and briefly to the couple further away before resting back on the lit sea and the setting orange sun. From the corner of her eye, she saw movement under the whiskered man's stained-white cover. He has a tail? She wondered.

Time passed before the figiting man introduced himself, his accent obviously German. Georgia only knew a tiny bit of the lanuage learned from school, a few words really. "I'm Georgia." She said, trying to remember everyone's name. Finally Autumn asked the question that Georgia had been biting her tongue on, she sighed inwardly in relief. She never liked asking people why they were doing something, it made her feel awkward and nosey.

Colette nodded and then put on a small smile. "Ok," she said and then sat down next to him. Colette sighed as she looked over at the others, they weren't that far away. She yawned and then looked back over at Nick with a smile on her face still. "That's good that they keep you warm then," she said, reffering to the feathers.

Georgia blushed at the furry man's compliment, looking down at her feet and noticing his rather large ones. She's always felt embarressed when people gave her compliments, like she didn't truely deserve them.

"Thank you." He seemed sensitive to the question the purpled haired women posed, flustering for a response and it dawned on her that he was hiding his changes from everyone. Her hands covered her elbows and lower arms tightly suddenly aware of her own disfigurements. Mild as they were, they still creeped her out. The skin was hard and had no feeling except some pressure, but the few hairs that sproated were sensitive to touch, including the wind's. It was unnerving to feel the air move around her faintly.

"Why? We will all change... eventually." A flash of dull metal could be seen on her teeth as she spoke. Georgia gave a stiff shrug, a lock of auban hair fell loosly in front of her eyes and she tucked it back behinde her ears.

She frowned at Autumn's comment, how was being normal and unchanged odd? She'd give anything to not change, to not turn into some freakish monster or some overgrown rodent. To be back to what she looked like, with no hard skin growing all over her. But... the looks, she was right, Georgia herself was cast several looks from the islanders. She stood out like a sore thumb. A regular human, the tutting and shaking of heads for the poor normal human who haven't got a clue about their fate. It felt almost a relief to change, no more of those types of looks - sometimes jealousy driven- she was one of them now. A damned soul.

Georgia nodded. "I know what you mean."

Noah picked at the bandages wrapped around his right handpaw now- he had stopped scritching the back of his left hand because it had gotten all red and puffy. Very unpleasent.

He looked up at Georgia shyly as she spoke, curious as to the flash of metal he saw. Did she have braces too? If she did, that fact didn't make him feel any better about his own brackets...he hated them because he considered them to be a thing for children...and to see a young girl with them only made things worse, reminded him that he was in braces at 26.

Either way, he smiled politely at her thanks (careful not to show any teeth) and nodded in acknowledgement.

His smile evaporated at Autumn's words though, and then Gerogia's commentary, wrinkling his nose. His whiskers gave another emphatic twitch as well. How could the Unchanged girl be regretful of being human? He would trade anything to not be turning into an animal. He missed his humanity and, incidentally, his sanity as well. People might have stared at him when he was human, sure, but they stared at him now too. It was lose-lose, but at least as a human he was...well, human.

His ears shifted around under the hood again, and he squirmed slightly at the sound of yelling from across the beach. He ignored it for the most part, though. It was coming from feather-boy. Noah didn't like feather boy too much.

"Never regret your humanity. Never feel rediculous about it." he murmured, almost a little harshly, his comment directed to both of the girls.

He couldn't help but feel a little irritated at the islanders that took their lack of animal features and instincts for granted. It was interesting, yes, to be opened to a new world, but entirely unpleasent in the German's mind. Everything changed- diet, habits, the way you thought and felt...it was a drastic upheaval...not one Noah fancied.

"You should enjoy it, Autumn dear, while you are still Unchanged..." he concluded, almost sadly.