Kitty Lunalite caught the eyes of the Teak drumming solo in a musical instrument shop one day. A face like sunshine and a figure like velveteen luxury make her one of the most in-demand of the Teaks as she shines like a beacon from behind her wholly transparent Ludwigs. Sometimes people ask if she ever sports transparency elsewhere, but such rudery is in vain: she'll never swap the Paistes for pasties and claims the G-string belongs on the guitar (in public at least).
Kitty plays drums within the band. She also supplies nearly all of its sex-appeal.
Kitty's diminutive frame belies her fearsome energy: Her power-to-weight ratio rivals the Saturn V, and she dances like a dervish over the skins and rims. She's never one to do things by halves, and has been known to do things by hundreds.
She likes to be known as the contradiction: Brilliant but ditzy, graceful yet capable of walking into lamp-posts, utterly trustworthy and completely unpredictable. Fans of the Teak like to know her as Dream Woman, her blonde hair flying about her face as she snares fans and fans the snares in equal measure.
Kitty also possesses a voice that can melt both your heart and your windows. She's saving it up "for my solo project". Yikes.