Cat break.
They can snatch a bird on the wing out of an air, run up a vertical wall like it was flat, see in the dark and move in total silence. They can squeeze through any place big enough to fit their heads through. You couldn't catch them if you tried.
But they're lil and soft and squishy and delicate and so smooth and they lie on you and are so content and you know there's no place they'd rather be (or they'd be there instead).
Paradoxical charm.