Silverfur is a brave, outgoing and independent not-cat. He does not depend on others for survival, but knows the worth of good company. Back on the old world, he was a loner, rummaging wherever the winds would guide him.
But on the day he followed Nestor and fell through the saltshaker, Nestor introduced him to a group of other not-cats who had also just passed the saltshaker a couple of days before. And as this was meant to be a new beginning, he decided to join them, help them build and grow, and tackle the new adventures that were sure to follow as part of a catmunity.
Blush soon became a trusted friend, it was easy to be friends with this outgoing, communicative not-cat, and he acquainted himself fairly well with most of the others in a couple of short days.

As time passed, Silverfur discovered new sides about himself. For one, he dug digging in the mines. Grade A pun, right here! A surprising second - he enjoyed caring for the livestock the village held - poultry, smaller mammals, yummy future food! And - perhaps this surprised him personally more than anything - he really loved teaching less experienced cats how to behave on adventures. He eeasily was the most expereienced adventurer to begin with, having lived most of his life before here as a stray. But back then, he never had company. Never wanted company. And now, he was teaching all those tricks he had painstakinly aquired on his own to younger, less experienced cats, just like that? A wondrous new world, indeed...