|No. 2 – Winnipeg Voyageurs|
|Species||Rabbit ( Leporidae )|
February 7, 2000|
|Listed height||6 ft 5 in (1.96 m)|
|Listed weight||205 lb (93 kg)|
|FBA draft||2022 / Undrafted|
|Pro playing career||2022–present|
|2022 - present||Winnipeg Voyageurs|
|2023 Salary||$1 million|
|(OOC) Usage||Ask me before any use|
Always one to care more about his books than anything, Noah kept himself tucked in the many worlds his pages offered and the fanciful things describe within it's ink. Naturally quiet, one wouldn't think too much about the unsuspecting rabbit, but get to know him and he's got some real depth to him.
Noah grew up as the only kid of a single mom, the librarian of Rosewood's public library Carly Silver. She did everything in she could for Noah to make sure he grew up happy, smart and healthy. He'd often suffered with several stomach problems that required a lot of special accommodations that the schools had trouble keeping up with. It was these struggles that would have Carly elect to homeschool Noah for a while.
That choice allowed her to make sure he was taken care of and spend more time together. Not to mention, surrounded by books it was an ideal environment to learn in. Even after he'd finished up in his textbooks he was pulling something else to read off the shelf, of any addiction books are a pretty healthy one to have. Science, fantasy, non-fiction, mystery...there wasn't a genre he hadn't touched in his reading repertoire. Among those were a few biographies...biographies of basketball players to be exact.
Regaled by tales of of greats dunking, shooting and jarring their way to championships and accolades, like how a knight would best the evil sorcerer and save the princess or a space hero would defeat the alien menace and save the galaxy. As he grew he thought...maybe that could be a way he could be like a lot of his heroes in his favorite pages...
Eventually Noah found himself attending public school, now the quiet and observant kid. He was always above the curve in his learning, seemingly a step ahead of most of his peers, even when put in advanced placement classes. Those smarts helped him a lot in his hobbies as well...he knew he lacked a lot of athletic gifts but through his careful reading and studies began learning how to make up for it.
As opposed to being a star scorer, Noah seemed more obsessed with all the little things about the game. The passes, the steals, the blocks, the boards...even with his unathletic build he always had that hop that rabbits are known for. This knowledge and work would get him on the team, even if he just bounced around the lower spots on the bench. However, this knowledge helped him help others often giving pointers and advice during timeouts and hey, they were receptive to his advice.
Throughout his career in Rosewood High, he was never a standout but Noah played as an excellent glue guy who could hold a core together and keep an eye on the smaller parts of the game most might overlook at first. Even asking his teammates, they'd credit him for being a notable part of their state title win.
Noah would manage to land a scholarship to the storied Lagomor University despite his rather quiet high school career. He loved the massive library with it's collection of rare books along with it's storied history in Basketball. Meanwhile the head coach got a project player he could build up...
He wouldn't earn a starting spot until his junior year, keeping on with the supporting role he'd played before. Even in his first year as a starter, he was never the focal point. He mostly did all the things to keep the machine moving. This quietness was part of what made him an asset, not a great but a good player who didn't need the ball to be successful.
After some short ended runs in the FCAA as a Gardener, Noah's senior season would produce some surprises...As the season stretched on, Noah began to take more charge on the court bit by bit, taking more shots and calling his own number as more chances came up. When the FCAA rolled around he'd put up as his coach would say ""The ballsiest games of his collegiate career."" Culminating in a rather scrappy run to the Final Four where he got to tell scouts, ""I'm Noah Silver, look at me!""
Those scouts who once never thought twice about the rabbit, got their first look at him and seemingly in the nick of time for Noah as he decided to declare...to finally become that hero of the hardwood, that shining knight...time to write his own story in the league.