About

Swansong is a smooth talker, charming and confident in her conversations, if a bit snarky. She is kind by default, though some of her comments can be seen as rude to the wrong cat. She doesn’t prefer fighting, silently disagreeing with many of Snowstar’s ruthless advances, but she will always fight side by side with her clanmates. Her lack of will to fight is certainly not due to lack of skill - opponents are sure to know the sting of her claws if they dare meet her in battle. Her hunting skills are less honed, but she refuses to return to camp without at least a satisfactory haul.

Perhaps her greatest skill lies in something not as physical. Intelligent and thoughtful, her strategic skills are sought after by many of her clanmates, making her the go-to cat for advice for just about everything.Swansong will always have the last word, and it will be one to make a cat think for long after she departs. Despite the constant compliments about her beauty, she isn’t much in the market for a mate and kits, preferring to maintain her aloof and untouchable status. However, a tom by the name of Starlingcry had caught her attention, and she fought for the cat deemed murderer quickly and easily by his peers, determining his innocence in the crime he had been committed of. Since his murder at the trial, she has been less of a constant presence in camp, cold gaze hardened further. Little do they know, she is planning his revenge.

Appearance

A lithe white molly with brown and blue heterochromatic eyes.

Swansong is a beautiful Angora mix molly with mid-length, pure white fur. There’s small tufts on the tips of her ears, and her tail is long and feathery. Her white fur makes her be seen as somewhat of a blessing from Starclan, making her sought after by many of the clan. She moves soft and silent through the fog, the vibrancy of her coat leaving the neighboring clans to think they’ve seen a ghost.

Bramblepaw

Her apprentice. She appreciates the fiesty young cat and thinks she will become an excellent warrior - that is, if she can learn to control her tongue. She thinks of her almost as a daughter and prides herself on teaching the young molly all there is to being a warrior.

Starlingcry

Partner. Whether the two were romantically involved is up to debate, as neither would admit that they even tolerate the other, but she had taken a particular interest in the tom. She watched the clan descend on him like wolves and fiercefully stood up to their injustice, but to little avail. After the trial, she went back to bury his body with the respect a clanmate deserved. Something changed in her that night, and she hasn't been the same since.