My neighbor has an incredible beautiful chill tortie, except when she meows it’s like this demon screech full of pain and madness lmao. Her tortie does that scary cat “bagagwa merblemerr” type of vocalization, then goes right back to being gorgeous. You’re so right.

I’d also like to propose that one might expect the opposite ends of the spectrum to be a siamese and an orange tabby, with those representing grace and chaos respectfully. Except I have a siamese and he’s a nervous floofy ball of zoomies and my orange tabby is a silent wisp of a cat who struts around like a princess. It’s perfect and I love them so much