Coatsj1
Finchsong has never fit in. She has never belonged to anyone. She has never had any friends. She has never felt anything other loneliness. Her own mother, littermates, father, and her whole clan had never been there for her. Her life was a never ending cycle of hatred, misery, sadness. And the only reason was because of how she looked. A Dark tortoiseshell, white and orange, with blue eyes. She looked like Tallbriar. The murderer and traitor of her clan. That was the only reason. Her apprentice life was just the same, but worse. She was worked harder than any apprentice. Her mentor gave her no praise, but she figured out when she did good. She ended up the best warrior the clan had seen in ages. She was amazing and a vital part of her clan, but they refused to see it. She became a new, silent cat. She distanced herself form others, knowing it would be no good. And it never will be.