Meet Tara, the elder of the Stillweather Twins (though only by about five minutes); thief, freelancer, and all around reckless pain in the rear.

Whilst this fetching feline filcher may not have the ability to control fire like a certain Princess of the Sol Empire. She does have the ability to siphon ambient energy from her environment, which can then be focused into her palms to conjure throwable fireballs, orbs ball lightning, or an explosive combination of the two affectionately nicknamed the "blastball special".
This, coupled with natural feline agility and an enhanced physique that belies her slender frame, make her force to be reckoned with, or at least it would be if she could keep her reckless, thrill-seeking mentality in check. Especially since her impulsive risk-taking has gotten herself into quite a bind on more than one occasion