In her first life Khepri was just another stray Sphynx who lived on the streets of Alexandria. It was thanks to the Gods and Goddesses that she was able to survive kitten hood let alone make it to be a mature adult cat roaming the busy streets. She had many close calls, but it was as if she had a guardian angel or patron deity that was watching over her. Each night she was able to find shelter, get enough scraps to eat for the day, and always find the perfect sunny spot to bask in.
It was on an unusually hot day that Khepri stumbled into the Temple of Bast in search for shade and something to quench her thirst. The sweet, cool air of the temple felt like a gentle hand running over her body as she went deeper in. When she reached what looked like an altar she noticed a bowl of water that was left unguarded. While a voice in the back of her mind was screaming for her to not drink the water, her thirst overpowered her and she greedily drank.
As she drank, Khepri felt a tingling sens