Whisper Stillshadow

She’s always had a thing for fairness. After all, who wouldn’t want their work acknowledged? Whisper was badly wounded at a young age, and was left behind to nurse a broken leg while all her siblings were being trained to hunt. She hated the feeling of waiting; waiting to heal, waiting to train, waiting for her freedom. It was not long before she recognized her aptitude for silence... if she was going to be ignored, she may as well excel at it. By the time the leg was finally well enough to walk on, she could skulk behind any one of her packmates without being noticed. Her stealth gave her an immense advantage in cornering prey on her own, but it was promptly overlooked by her pack elders. The elders insisted she start training the traditional way, placing her back at square one. Once the realization dawned on her that they were never going to recognize her talents, Whisper made the decision to run away in the hopes of finding someone who would. She wasn’t a lone wolf for long. As soon as she picked up the trail of the LightningFrost Pack, she summoned her courage and boldly strode up to their camp. She recounted her tale, and was delegated to the hunting team. Although she projected nothing but confidence, she was internally terrified that her lack of proper instruction would lead to her making a mistake. Much to her relief and joy, the ability to glide silently across the earth, as only she knew how, served her well. Even the most flighty of prey were unaware of her until their final moment came. Whisper had a gift and was finally being acknowledged for it. Her new pack celebrated her every triumphant return, as they still do in the present day, and she has never felt so satisfied.

(Art by #27423)

•Born with 400 stats, gained 680 stats over her lifetime

• Highest smarts at time of death