Weight: 120 lbs
Personality: Witty, Kind, Arrogant, Classy. He talks down to most all humans and treats any fellow Neko with utmost respect. He finds humans to be a disgusting race that should view Nekos as a superior race but he would never admit that in the presences of a human.
Taking his Evening stroll through the park and sipping on his glass of red wine Nordin thinks to himself.
"Hummm I really envy the stars."
Then he come across a bench and takes a set reaching into his shirt pocket for what seems to be an abnormally small book. Then he licks his finger and swiftly turns to the page he had left off on, still holding his wine in the other hand.
"We don't need your kind here neko go away before we make you.", then he looks up from his book and turns his head. In the distance he sees three or four young boys beating up a young neko. Swiftly Nordin puts the small black book back into the pocket of his shirt and within what seemed to be half a second he was on the other side of the park one hand on the shoulder of the biggest boy and the wine in his other hand.
"I think you should go." Nordin says in an eerily calm voice. The boys startled by the sudden appearance of another disgusting neko jump back. One the leader regained his composure he said, "We are the ones that should go you and your filthy race are." As he pulled back his arm for a mighty punch to the Neko's face. He swings and staggers only to realize his punch had missed and the neko was now standing on his arm with a wine glass still in his hand. Nordin clears his voice, and in a deeper and almost angry voice says,
"As i said before i think you should go." As he glares at the boys with his deep emerald eyes. The boys stagger as Nordin jumps of the arm of there leader, and looks up with a calm face this time but with a face of intent.
"Umm I think i heard my mother calling I'll see you guys later." said one of the boys as he turned and run and just like that they were all gone. Nordin looks down at the young boy and asks,
"Are you alright son?" The boy starts to move and eventually sits up and mumbles,
ďIím fine. I could have handled it myself!Ē Then he stands up and almost looses his balance. Nordin quickly grabs him and pulls him in close to his face and softly whispers
"A cute kitty such as yourself should be more careful." as he gazes into the boys eyes.