QUIRK: FELINE: USER CAN TURN INTO ANY FORM OF THE CAT FAMILY. SUCH AS A PANTHER OR LION. WETHER IT'S A CAT OR A PANTHER THEY ARE STILL TERRITORIAL AND VERY SENSITIVE. USER CAN HAVE CLAWS AND EARS IN HUMAN FORM AS WELL.

Aizawa rolled his eyes as he sat at the bar of the teachers lounge. His scarf seemed tighter than usual, due to the heavy mouse-bear-rat principle, snuggled into the folds of the heavy grey material.

"As soon as Y/n sees you she's going to-" Aizawa started, his eyebags heavier than usual as he sipped on a large mug of black coffee.

"Yes yes I know, but I do wish to enjoy it while it lasts."

As soon as Nezu's sentence was finished the door was pushed open, a large panther strolling in, it spotted Aizawa and Nezu, sauntering over.

The panther gently grabbed Nezu by his collar, the panther's paws lightly resting on Aizawa's back as the large cat set the principal on the floor.

A small cloud of black smoke appeared around the panther, a small black cat in it's place instead. The cat easily hopped onto the lard bar counter, then onto Aizawa's broad shoulder and into the scarf.

The teachers around the three stared in confusion as Aizawa only sipped on his coffee.

"My wife and the principal seem to enjoy the warmth of my scarf." The cat only meowed, purring loudly.

Nezu stood up off of the floor, brushing off his tiny fitted suit.

"Well, I will be returning to my office to do paperwork If anyone needs me. Enjoy your nap Mrs. Aizawa."

The cat's head appeared out of the scarf before it meowed and nodded at the other mammal.

The cat returned to it's slumber as Aizawa sighed, his hand reaching into the scarf to scratch behind the cat's ear.

"careful, you make her too happy she might turn back while she's still in your scarf." Present mic teased, lifting a his eighth red bull to his lips.

"You think I don't know that? We've been married for eighteen years Mic, I would know."