You see a slim, dainty gentleman in a well-tailored suit. He's absorbed in the ticking of a fancy pocketwatch, but it's the felin earson his head that most caught your attention. A tail sprouts from just above his backside, moving back and forth in time with the watch. "Tick... tick... tick." He muttered to himself in time with the watch, his expression focused.

He notices you and shoots you with a glare. "Why have you come? I don't see 'interruption to meditations on the beauty of time' on the schedule." He scolds with an intense expression, but it was hard to be intimidated with his petite size and feline features.