One day she followed an acquaintance from an alley,
across a busy city to our lair.

  Thus she came to us.  She is of Siamese descent through
the line of Bast from Egypt.  A crack reverse engineer
she is adept an unscrewing spherical objects and 
understanding the spoken word.  

When she cuddles she is a sweetheart. When she fights
she becomes a huntress on the prowl, a reincarnation
of a panther or velociraptor.

Yet she is always a queen.