We can fly (Open Hunting)

Silverwing gave Brackenwing a nod and a quick "Thank you," before continuing, or at least she would have if Daisybreeze had not cut in. Taken slightly aback by the warrior cutting in to their conversation, Silverwing turned to the cat. "No, not butterflies. I mean, they do have two wings, but Brackenwing was right." Silverwing poked at her catch as if to point it out to Daisybreeze. Turning back to Brackenwing, the silver warrior continued. "A bird has two wings. If I'm Silverwing, and you're Brackenwing, together we make a bird!" Excitement filled her voice, the thought of sharing something with Brackenwing, even if it was only the wing common in both their names, delighted the young warrior. She took a place on Brackenwing's left, pushing into the senior warrior. "Now you can't get rid of me, I'm your left wing!" She mewed sweetly.

Blazefang happened to approach just in time to hear the last half of what Silverwing said, with no context whatsoever. “I expected a lot of things from my apprentice. Declaring herself a left wing was never one of them,” she joked. The ginger warrior managed not to burst out laughing, but her eyes sparkled in amusement.