The dramatized events of Marina Brightwing's expulsion and her backstory. If you haven't read Kenneth Oppel's Silverwing (or Sunwing or Firewing, for that matter), I can't really understand why you'd be reading this...but if you are, cheers!
Er, if you still don't know, Marina is a bat. And I would love to recategorize the placement of this fanfiction in , but I can't find a Kenneth Oppel or Silverwing category. Shameful, isn't it.

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Tiger moth!
Not even a year old, Marina Brightwing was already on the moth, expertly diving and weaving in the foliage as she locked onto the bug. Already her mouth was watering in anticipation - or maybe she was confusing it with the dampness in the air, the rain that the morning before had brought.
No matter. There was a bug to be had!
The sleek bat dived to the side, keeping her eyes wide open on the tiger moth. The bug was spraying fake echoes everywhere, and it was hard to keep track of which one was the real tiger moth.
Marina burst out of the trees, into a clearing that still glittered with bright raindrops. She opened her mouth wide, prepared to make a final lunge on the doomed bug -
"HELP!"