There is a certain kind of attitude that needs a unique, but particular kind of individual to manage. She, that being takes no prisoners. She is a wild cat, unrefined and brutal in her appearance and in her speech.
Yet she is also vulnerable like an unnamed babe. She, like even the feistiest princess needs a shoulder to cry on. A man to hold at night and a friend to trust in strife. She, also needs something or someone to believe in... and who better than in the Diva herself.
