Power Level: 500
Activity: Hunting for Saiyans, and stumbling upon a Dojo.
Ugh! Stupid city! Stupid planet! Why did it have to be so dense!? The feline had given up on just flying to his destination. Since it was sooooooo boring. Instead he had begun to hitch a ride on a train, or the odd car. Either way, he was mostly just choosing whichever had the best warm patch for him to stretch out in. But eventually, he caught a second power level. And a third. He could identify them immediatly as far weaker than his soon to be mentor, but there was nothing wrong with checking up.
Not that he had a choice. The car he was hitch-hiking on was slowly driving right on by some stupid dojo. Of course it'd be a dojo. No doubt there were some stupid muscle-heads in there. Letting out a yawn, Wain turned his head as the car passed by the open doorway. And he froze. Because he found what he was looking for.
MONKEY TAIL! Those big ears perked up, and he raised his head, just as the car was already putting right on by. Wain leapt off with such force that the top of the car crunched beneath him, and he landed on the ground with a huff.
"Eesh... Had to ruin a good warm spot. My bad!." He purred out, brushing his rear, and leaving a very perplexed driver behind. With that out of the way, the young feline walked up to the doors of the Dojo, pushed them open even further, and declared himself.
"Hey losers bragging about your power levels!" He declared outright, gesturing from one to the other, and then the other.
"The next God of Destruction is here! And..." There was a pause. He looked up at the sky to see the Saiyan just flying away, and he turned his attention to the human.
"Hey human! What's the big idea! Where is that Saiyan going!? He should be down here teaching me cool laser moves!" Yep... That was Wain. Killing the mood and just being... Well Wain.
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