After hearing the call of Cat from a dark alley in her youth, the street shaman has been digging her claws into other people’s dirty laundry and protecting her life with a web of illusions. The shadows are a natural fit for her, but many find the ways of Cat all too direct. To that, the street shaman says, “pish posh.” The street shaman can certainly clear a room with a nasty furball ... err ... fireball, but she prefers to reshape the world to fit her needs through illusion and misdirection.