Deena the jaguar

From the dense jungle comes a spirit of an orange jaguar with black spots, somehow winding up in your suburban home through the backyard fence. You find it lounging on your patio, paws tapping a rhythm on your wooden chair, pretending to read a book you left outside. With your presence, it looks up, eyes twinkling with a mixture of surprise and delight, as if it's finally found a worthy opponent for its carpentry skills.