Silvershrine

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**Silvershine** is a lanky, silver demiboy with pretty green eyes. Silvershrine was born to Flintcoat and Breezefern alongside their twin Shallowshrine under Valleystar’s reign. He served under Valleystar’s and later Dawnstar’s reigns. They accompanied the patrol to retrieve Sharpsun’s bosy after it was found and witnissed the resulting tunnel collapse. He later passed out during the badger attack and did not take part in the fight for Camp.

## Relations

Crush: N/A

Friendships: Shallowshrine, Bloompaw, Tumbleweed

Enemies: Carrionsaunter, Dawnstar

Mentors: N/A

Apprentice: Bloompaw

## Skills/Faults

*Skills*

Silvershrine has exceptional night-vision and can see in the dark better than the average cat. His long whiskers also aid in moving through the darkness. Their thin fur is also very sensitive to the wind, and he’s able to pick up the slightest breeze when underground. Their knowledge on the tunnels that run underneath the territory is vast and they know every inch and crevice. He can often travel through the Clan’s territory much faster through the tunnels than others can above ground. Their sharp claws, good for scraping out earth from the ground, would also be dangerous weapons to come across in a fight, though Silvershrine isn’t actually much of a fighter. While he’s lean, his front legs and paws are well-muscled, used to digging and hauling large amounts of dirt. They’re also very nimble and fast, along with being extremely flexible. Oh and also, btw, he has a psychic connection to his brother fyi, which is very powerful and unbreakable and awesome./j

*Faults*

Silvershrine has a very short attention span and will be distracted by anything and everything. He doesn’t take anything seriously, to the point of a flaw. They aren’t the strongest cat either, and while they may be able to put up a fight, wouldn’t last long in a real battle. He doesn’t give much energy to boring tasks or duties and will often neglect something unless it’s fun to do. He has a fear of heights, which he discovered the first and only time he ever climbed a tree (nearly falling and getting himself killed in the process), though it doesn’t bother him often as he never comes across heights in his daily life. They also can’t stand the sight of blood or gore. The blood of freshkill has no effect on him, but as soon as he sees a larger wound, a puddle of blood, or anything of that sort from a cat, they’ll get nauseous.

## Personality

Silvershrine is a nihilistic, nonchalant, happy-go-lucky cat. He doesn’t give much thought to anything besides what he and his twin can do to have fun next. Rather immature for their age, the tunneler loves playing around and wasting time. He is always acting goofy or clowning around, the only reason he has for actually doing his job is that it’s fun. They don’t give a shit about much anything and won’t take anything seriously, attempting to make a joke out of every situation. Life is simply just one big adventure and he’s here for a good one, even if it means being a tad too reckless now and again, just for the fun of it. Not much has happened in their life to prove this philosophy wrong. He’s learned over time how to avoid getting in trouble by hiding his minor misdemeanors, from his many run-ins with Valleystar’s stern disapproval, however finds he may not need to worry so much about landing in trouble with Dawnstar’s new style of lax leadership. They’re seen as a bad influence on kits and ‘paws, and parents do much to ensure their kits don’t have anything to do with him. Despite this, they’re rather popular among the younger cats, seen as the “fun uncle” of the Clan, who loves playing silly games and giving badger rides, and, who, if you ask nicely enough, will give you permission to do most anything. Silvershrine lives in the moment and has never thought about the consequences of his actions once in his life. They’re utterly care-free, even at the passing of a Clanmate they’ll shrug and say something along the lines of death isn’t so bad with being able to just live on in StarClan and all. Silvershrine has never understood love, romance, or crushes and doubts he ever will. Feeling nothing whatsoever romantically or sexually for others, they’re neutral about the whole idea of mates, though will gag jokingly when others talk about their future with another cat. He doesn’t take much energy to clarify to others that he will never feel an inclination to take on a mate though, and half the time forgets even that others have these feelings, which he finds incomprehensible. While they’re fond of kits, they can’t see themselves having any of their own. He’s loves his twin extremely, and the pair do almost everything together, having been joined at the hip since birth. They can’t imagine, nor have they ever thought about, being without their littermate. Silvershrine loves their Clan and Clanmates, though may not be grateful enough for all the comfort being born into a Clan brings. He loves collecting cool stones and shiny rocks he finds while out in the tunnels, and has amassed quite the messy collection around his nest.

## Detailed Appearance

With a wiry and lanky build, Silvershrine is very flexible and able to squeeze into extremely small places. His short-furred, shiny coat, for which he was named, is a solid steel gray, from head to toe. Having sharp triangular ears, a slender frame, and triangular-like face structure gives their overall appearance an elegant and clean cut look. His almond-shaped eyes stand out from the first glance, a strikingly beautiful mix of blue and green. Along with a darker gray nose, the tom also sports long, straightened whiskers, large paws, and strong claws, good for digging and scooping dirt. Despite all this, they don’t do much to maintain their pristine appearance, all too often having dirt, mud, or sand all over their fur and under their claws. Though he prefers to have a clean pelt when crawling into bed at night, he usually sees it as too much work to groom all the grit from his pelt just to get dirty again the next day. Don’t get them wrong though, they love getting down and dirty in some muck. His face is also almost always contorted into some expression, be it wide grins, silly faces, or flabbergasted surprise. Being a twin, they’re smaller than the average cat and their tendency to let their posture slump adds to their smaller stature. While his name fits very well to his regal and elegant appearance, many find his personality unfitting and even jarring to both his name and appearance when they get to know him. Silvershrine looks nearly identical to Shallowshrine, with only a few subtle differences indicating that they aren’t the exact same cat.

### Scars gained

The following is a compilation of chronological scars/major injuries that Silvershrine has recieved;

* A trailing scar running from the ankle of their front left leg a little ways up, gained during the tunnel collapse to rescue Sharpsun’s body.

## Kin

Mother: Breezefern

Father: Flintcoat

Brother: Shallowshrine

## Backstory

Silvershrine was born to Breezefern and Flintcoat along with ——shrine. The two were an extremely mischievous pair from the very start and as soon as they learned to walk, were up and about causing chaos. The twins did everything together, inseparable as they explored camp, played games, and got under everyone’s paws. They were so close in fact, that many cats couldn’t tell the difference between the two (and some still have trouble to this day). The twins used this for their amusement, mismatching as each other and messing with anyone they could. This was especially successful during the Springtide Festival, where they would pull various pranks on the unsuspecting Tourists. One day, Silverkit stepped onto a thorn, which dug painfully into his pad. Shallowkit suddenly “felt” the same pain in his own paw. Only after Silverkit had gotten the thorn removed and the wound cleaned, did Shallowkit’s pain also begin to ease. Ever since this incident, Silvershrine is convinced that he and their twin share a type of “connection”, one that allows them to feel anything the other feels. While this bond is a complete delusion, it is very real to the twins who whole-heartedly believe in it. For as long as Silvershrine can remember, he’s been a little Dreckspatz. The twins loved getting dirty, they played in the mud for hours on end, much to the bemusement of their mother, and would dig holes all over camp, much to the bemusement of their Clanmates. As older kits, the rambunctious pair eventually dug a hole straight underneath their nest in the nursery, out of camp. This operation took a good few days of course, and had to be well-hidden from any and all adults. While not a very deep or quality tunnel, it did the trick, and the twins were able to sneak out of camp for a few short adventures before they were caught (by Breezefern, who happened to accidentally step in the hole as she was getting the pair ready for bed). Despite the trouble they landed in for this fiasco, the pair continued their escapades as apprentices. They were a couple of pains in the tails for their poor mentors, who had their paws full just trying to keep the twins under control. They’d wander away from their mentors and explore the tunnels alone, test out how strong their sibling “connection” was by purposefully getting lost to sense their way back to the other, and dig little extra secret passageways through the tunnels that only they knew of and only they were small enough for. Silverpaw didn’t care so much about earning his warrior name as he did having a fun time out in the tunnels with his twin. It was clear however, that the pair were exceptionally good tunnelers, their knack for digging and wordless communication impressed their mentors enough not to demote them back to kits. And eventually, through much aggravation on their mentors’ parts, the twins were given their warrior names: Silvershrine and ——shrine. Of course, the pair didn’t straighten out with their newfound responsibility and independence, but rather found themselves finally free to do whatever they wanted in the tunnels unsupervised, and continued their mischief. Running into the the law from time to time, the two became renowned not only in their Clan but also by Tourists as impish troublemakers, and continue to uphold this legacy today.

## Trivia

* Aesthetic: playing in the mud on a rainy day ~ a disheveled suit ~ a lit cigarette left on the concrete ~ when your stomach and cheeks hurt from laughing so much ~ playing with the echoes in a cave

## Links

Theme Song/Voice Claim

* Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5zNoKakcviaoJ2G0B3oDBY?si=hZYdGniZSw2-\_HC6ryi4oA

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