You probably can't tell from that picture, but she is a perfect carbon-based specimen. Agile, sure-footed, and excellent at mobile trajectories from all points of origin, Princess Uranium is a fine predator and would doubtless murder all of you if she were larger. As she is miniature, she must content her bloodlust with shredding our curtains and biting our hands, or our approximation of hands when Morgan is in typhon mode. She is independent and disdainful of our attentions, except for when she is tired and we are warm. She is a fucking asshole. I have strong emotions about her I am not prepared to examine.