Silverflight

Silverflight was a grey she-cat with short, dense fur that had a silvery sheen to it in her healthiest years. Her legs and tail were long and elegant, and she knew how to expertly move through the shadowy marshlands. Her ears were thin and came to a sharp point, with a tiny nick in the one on her right side. She wore a tiny scar on her muzzle, earned from battle, and had bright amber eyes.

Silverflight was a fierce, yet gentle warrior who took her duties seriously. She prided herself on putting her best paws forward, though she wasn’t one to turn down the opportunity for a good-natured tease. She generally got along well with her clanmates, and would often take leading roles in combat and teaching youngsters how to provide for the clan.

• Born in the Moon of Melting Waters (2015) 066
• Died in the Moon of First White (2019) 127

Silverflight was born the only one in her litter, and grew up forming strong bonds with her clanmates. As she aged, she cultivated a bravery for battle and was always willing to put herself in dangerous situations if it meant helping her clanmates. After serving a few years as a warrior, she asked Dunestar to sire a litter of kits for her. She had always liked the tom personally and admired the strength he might pass down to her kits. Only one, Heronsong, was born, and she was admittedly a little goofier than Silverflight would have liked, but Silverflight loved her all the same. She trained her daughter as a kit, and continued giving her tips during Heronsong’s apprenticehood. Only a moon after watching Heronsong become a warrior, one of the proudest days in her life, Silverflight was killed in battle while defending her clanmates.