Editing Firefly Prime: Cat Salazar (section)

==Background/Bio==
[[File:Cat'sCapeCloset.png|300px|right|framed|The cape closet - not a signature asset ''yet'']]
Before the Unification War, Cat Salazar was an up-and-comer on the hover-racing circuit, winning minor stakes from Bellerophon to Beaumonde, getting ready to move up to the big time. From a flush, respectable family on Santo, she of course signed up to be a pilot when the war broke out, even did a few recruiting ads with a whole crew of poster girls. Through most of the war, she drove a light transport, often dropping troops or cargo in under fire.

War didn't agree with Cat - just dragging soldiers around to die is the opposite of the flash and glory she'd first hoped for. But if that was all, she'd probably have just have gone back to her old life after the war. But there are darker memories, of having to sit in the pilot seat while Browncoat prisoners were tossed right out the side of her transport, of carting strange men with blue gloves around, of just... seeing everything go wrong.

Cat still thinks the Alliance cause was the right one in the War, that it was better to be unified than to go back to the old ways of always-squabbling nations of Earth-That-Was, but she doesn't think the Alliance itself was worthy of that cause. Her opinion crystallized when she was trying to drown her misgivings at a high-class watering hole on Greenleaf during the reunification celebrations (at least, the Alliance-friendly part of the planet was celebrating). That's when she met a former browncoat who had intended to try and provoke her into a duel she would surely have lost, but she found herself dejectedly agreeing with many of his barbs, rather than lashing out. The quick turn in his attitude led to an unexpected friendship that has lasted to this day.

After a long trip around the 'verse to find herself again, Cat tried to climb the circuits as she had before, but her refusal to appear in continuing propaganda for the Alliance government - or even speak in support of it - has seen her slowly blacklisted from the most prestigious races in the core. At least in the lesser leagues, her aging SJ-7 needed less upgrading to keep up, but the purses were much smaller, too. Increasingly unable to support her preferred lifestyle, she eventually retired from racing altogether, had a ghostwriter pen a decently-selling memoir (with the war left extremely vague), and tried to settle into a new chapter of life by buying a stake in a track on Greenleaf and trying to build up a racing team to manage.

Then, of course, everything went to shit again.