The queen in the flower bed (I forgot to add picture the first time)

The first time I met her, she was sitting on the platform that surrounded surrounding the flower bed in front of the library. The platfrom was very high, so she could look at me in the eye horizontally . She sat there looking at me without any expression and or emotion, cold, proud, noble, elegent and fearless, like a queen. Her face was perfectly symmetrical with two colors, cold black and soft orange ,wried wierd and mysterious, like there were two souls in her body, one was merciful while the other was cruel, which was very charming. She shows appears almost every time I call her. She steps out of the bushes, walks towards me in with a graceful and steady step，sits down in  at a distance of half a meter from me, and quietly but quickly. enjoys the food I bring. She never lets me touch her no matter how much I want to  and how hard I try. But I believe one day I will put my hand on her soft fur/coat hair.