The Queen of Mordor

She's rarely seen during the day. She prefers the back closets or the enclosed turret on top of the cat tree upstairs. Often she is just two menacing eyes staring at you out of the darkness, daring you to try to touch her.

At present, she is the closest thing to a Queen we have had in the house since Punkin died.

I have taken to calling her "the Queen of Mordor," which seems to fit her since she was originally a Toe Wraith, only coming out at night to attack our feet as we slept.