In the neon-drenched canyons of Neo-Kyoto, the Stellar Scuttler moves with a stoic grace. Its form, a blend of feline elegance and rodent resilience, is adorned with intricate lace-like patterns that shimmer with a metallic sheen under the perpetual twilight. Each movement is a calculated performance, a silent ballet against the backdrop of a futuristic metropolis. It wields arcane energies, capable of conjuring localized sandstorms that obscure its movements and disorient its foes. The glowing orbs that orbit its form are said to be fragments of distant nebulae, imbued with the power to warp reality. Despite its sinister aura and the dark, geometrically complex patterns that adorn its being, there's an undeniable, almost unsettling beauty to its presence, reminiscent of a geisha's flawless execution, but with a cosmic, dangerous edge.