[ Most people who knew Chariot well enough would have pegged her for this even if she herself insisted she was more kin to bears and other such animals than anything feline, but the mist had her pegged for it regardless of any protests she might have had, if given the opportunity to voice them. Unfortunately, the transformation's initial take of her, leaving Chariot looking not unlike her bonded with pulled back ears and darting tail, and little of her human intellect forming at first, at least not as much as she'd liked.

Her immediate senses told her she was different and she was cold and that was very bad and her reaction to this was to... spring up in the middle of the night and begin darting about the house, letting out uncertain yowls and mewls with about the same level of anxious energy one expected from Chariot. She didn't know what she wanted, but she knew too much wasn't right for her to be calm, and the daggers of panic and impulse were too difficult to ignore.

Having a panic attack while being changed into a cat-person was probably not an ideal combination. ]

Stop it! You'll just give them an excuse to resent you!

[ The tension of her nerves had been calmed some, but the state of the city was keeping her on edge, regardless, though her new feline reflexes were helping her chase down a group of looting orphans. She didn't dare try to use her magic here, not knowing what state it could be in, but she could at least rely on what was still certain; her physical aptitude.

Anyone catching a glimpse of her as she pursued the gang would see her motions almost like a dancer, nimble and graceful in her movements despite the anxious energy surrounding her. When the kids tossed objects into her path, she dodged over them with a sort of adroitness that she'd never once openly displayed before...

But even she had her limits, in terms of energy. She calls to anyone nearby. ] Help me stop them before they get into any more trouble!

[ Ursula was having a lot of trouble. And she knew others probably had it worse, but the feral instincts that had peeled away her intellect that first night never truly went away, and remained a drumming, pulsing presence in her mind. She was trying to just stick to doing her work in the classroom, but every now and again she'd catch herself grooming herself, becoming keenly interested in her own tail, or finding herself napping in particularly warm bits of sunlight.

Ursula had never really thought of herself as a cat-person before arriving in Aefenglom, but now it felt like the universe had set her up for a joke. But the biggest joke was those feral instincts grew their loudest when she was in the presence of others. Because no, she couldn't just have the instincts of a completely feral cat. That would have been too easy. No, instead she's more like...

A house cat.

And that included nuzzling into strangers, particularly when she needed something. She catches herself most of the time. ]

Oh. I am.... SO sorry, that was just... [ Her ears peel back and her tail switches, tugging at her hat to hide the embarrassment on her face. ] I'm just... trying to keep it under control.

[ The refugees were getting the same treatment, if not worse, than her fellow mirrorbound were getting. And it was impossible to ignore the air of misery, apprehension, and fear among her students. They were supposed to be doing a lesson outside today, but the tension in the air made it impossible for the kids to focus, and several of them seemed to just... huddle around each other, and near Ursula, uncertain of what to do with themselves in this world that was so alien to them. It was impossible not to empathize, Ursula having felt that same trepidation the first time she'd looked up to the sky and not seen the Northern Chariot to greet her. ]

It's alright... None of you are to blame for this. Sometimes... sometimes things just happen this way. But not a one of you has any reason to feel like this is your fault, or that you're not safe. I'm here for you...

[ It was easy to give simple platitudes in moments like that, but Ursula's words had a deeper weight to them. She meant every word of them, and her knock out spells were prepared not to be used on any of these children... but on anyone that dared to hurt them. It was hard to say if this was the new cat!Ursula or it was just always part of her, but those who knew her well enough could tell how serious she was. ]

Sorry you have to see all of this. I promise classes aren't usually this... anxious. [ She turns her attention to another mirrorbound who'd come by, her face relaxing some as she gently pets the head of one of her students that was starting to fall asleep against her shoulder. ]

We were supposed to be learning the layout of the city today... I guess it will have to wait.

[ if you've got something that isn't covered in these prompts, hit me up, as i am down to clown with anything. you can contact me on discord or plurk, too, if you want to plot something specific out! ]