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"Are you deranged like me?

Are you strange like me?

Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?

Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?

Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?

And all the people say

You can't wake up, this is not a dream

[ / / / ]

I think there's a flaw in my code

These voices won't leave me alone

Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold"

[ halsey's gasoline ]

Name: Silverstripe
Prefix: Silver - given for his pale coat before it darkened as he grew older
Suffix: Stripe - attributed to his tabby pattern
Past names: Silverkit, Silverpaw
Nicknames: n/a

Age: 37 moons | 3 years, would be 30+ years old in alive miraculously
Birth Season: Leaf-fall | Autumn

Sex: Male
  Gender: Cis
Pronouns: He/him/his

Breed: Ocicat x domestic shorthair x korat

Clan: TideClan | Dark Forest Representative
  Lineage: 100% TideClan
  Rank: Kit > Apprentice > Medicine cat > Rogue
  Mentor: Sharkclaw
  Apprentices: n.a

Reason for Presence: Murder of Reedwhisker, former TideClan deputy
Cause of Death: Drowning

Personality:
  Headstrong - self-willed and obstinate.
Confident - feeling or showing confidence in oneself; self-assured
Bitter - angry, hurt, or resentful because of one's bad experiences or a sense of unjust treatment
Careless - not giving sufficient attention or thought to avoiding harm or error
Devoted - very loving or loyal
Skeptical - not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations

Appearance:
In life he has been a lanky and lean tom, thinly corded muscles poised beneath his thin fur. Brittle and rough to the touch, he didn't really concern himself on the texture of his pelt. He's flexible, so the muscles along his joints are the strongest and he could probably handle falls from considerable heights with minimal shock damage. However, his actual muscles are minimally used - he didn't rather like leaving camp if he could help it - so he gets savage muscle cramps if he runs for too long or tries to get into a position that he's not accustomed to; i.e. the hunter's crouch. It is little wonder how he had drowned. However, it is noted that despite his unkempt and disheveled state, that he did seem to garner a few wandering eyes in his youth. His eyes are no laughing matter, either, as they are an unusual silver ringed with a sharp blue, contrasting to his dusty-toned coat. His voice is rough, loud and prone to outbursts as all cats who are cast into the Dark Forest for a hefty amount of time are prone to do. He is known to have an apologetic tone to his voice sometimes, however. However, those days have long since passed.

Romantic Orientation:
  Romantic: Aromantic [ ? ]
Sexual: Asexual [ ? ]
Past Affections: n.a
Crush[es]: n.a
Mate[s]: n.a
Preference[s]: n.a
Dislike[s]: Everybody

Kin:
  Family Tree: sta.sh/0277f868hhtf
  Mother: Littledove
Father: Cloudleap
Littermates: Juniperflash, Stone-edge, Ripplewave
Half-siblings: Greyecho, Reedtumble, Snowhawk, Sootshadow, Lunarflower
In-laws: Redfawn
Nephews, nieces: Sandbreeze, Bugwing | Bugwing's kits with Ivorythorn- Briarfur and Oakwhisker
Others: Frostwing, Riverjumper [parental grandparents] Honeydew, Skywhistle [maternal grandparents] Minnowscale [uncle]

History:
  [Before Birth]
    As most pairings seem to be, his parents were kit hood friends. Littledove and Cloudleap grew up together with only a two moon difference between them. The nursery had been a quiet den with only Frostwing's litter of two - Cloudkit and Minnowkit-
[Kithood]
[Apprenticeship | Medicine Cat]
[Rogue | Death]

Relationships:
  |Just met
  |Curious about
  |Possible Friend
  |Acquaintance
  |Getting to know
  |Friend
  |Good friend
  |Great friend
  |Best friend
  |Small crush
  |Average crush
  |Large crush
  |Platonic Love
  |Love
  |Annoyance
  |Dislike
  |Hate
  |Anxious around
  |Slightly scared of
  |Fears
  |Unknown kin
  |Known kin
  |Treated like kin
  |Looks up to
  |Role-model
  |Wants to follow in steps
  |Like Family
  |Mentor / apprentice

Name | rper | dots | thoughts

Description

"Are you deranged like me?

Are you strange like me?

Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?

Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?

Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?

And all the people say

You can't wake up, this is not a dream

[ / / / ]

I think there's a flaw in my code

These voices won't leave me alone

Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold"

[ halsey's gasoline ]

Name: Silverstripe
Prefix: Silver - given for his pale coat before it darkened as he grew older
Suffix: Stripe - attributed to his tabby pattern
Past names: Silverkit, Silverpaw
Nicknames: n/a

Age: 37 moons | 3 years, would be 30+ years old in alive miraculously
Birth Season: Leaf-fall | Autumn

Sex: Male
  Gender: Cis
Pronouns: He/him/his

Breed: Ocicat x domestic shorthair x korat

Clan: TideClan | Dark Forest Representative
  Lineage: 100% TideClan
  Rank: Kit > Apprentice > Medicine cat > Rogue
  Mentor: Sharkclaw
  Apprentices: n.a

Reason for Presence: Murder of Reedwhisker, former TideClan deputy
Cause of Death: Drowning

Personality:
  Headstrong - self-willed and obstinate.
Confident - feeling or showing confidence in oneself; self-assured
Bitter - angry, hurt, or resentful because of one's bad experiences or a sense of unjust treatment
Careless - not giving sufficient attention or thought to avoiding harm or error
Devoted - very loving or loyal
Skeptical - not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations

Appearance:
In life he has been a lanky and lean tom, thinly corded muscles poised beneath his thin fur. Brittle and rough to the touch, he didn't really concern himself on the texture of his pelt. He's flexible, so the muscles along his joints are the strongest and he could probably handle falls from considerable heights with minimal shock damage. However, his actual muscles are minimally used - he didn't rather like leaving camp if he could help it - so he gets savage muscle cramps if he runs for too long or tries to get into a position that he's not accustomed to; i.e. the hunter's crouch. It is little wonder how he had drowned. However, it is noted that despite his unkempt and disheveled state, that he did seem to garner a few wandering eyes in his youth. His eyes are no laughing matter, either, as they are an unusual silver ringed with a sharp blue, contrasting to his dusty-toned coat. His voice is rough, loud and prone to outbursts as all cats who are cast into the Dark Forest for a hefty amount of time are prone to do. He is known to have an apologetic tone to his voice sometimes, however. However, those days have long since passed.

Romantic Orientation:
  Romantic: Aromantic [ ? ]
Sexual: Asexual [ ? ]
Past Affections: n.a
Crush[es]: n.a
Mate[s]: n.a
Preference[s]: n.a
Dislike[s]: Everybody

Kin:
  Family Tree: sta.sh/0277f868hhtf
  Mother: Littledove
Father: Cloudleap
Littermates: Juniperflash, Stone-edge, Ripplewave
Half-siblings: Greyecho, Reedtumble, Snowhawk, Sootshadow, Lunarflower
In-laws: Redfawn
Nephews, nieces: Sandbreeze, Bugwing | Bugwing's kits with Ivorythorn- Briarfur and Oakwhisker
Others: Frostwing, Riverjumper [parental grandparents] Honeydew, Skywhistle [maternal grandparents] Minnowscale [uncle]

History:
  [Before Birth]
    As most pairings seem to be, his parents were kit hood friends. Littledove and Cloudleap grew up together with only a two moon difference between them. The nursery had been a quiet den with only Frostwing's litter of two - Cloudkit and Minnowkit-
[Kithood]
[Apprenticeship | Medicine Cat]
[Rogue | Death]

Relationships:
  |Just met
  |Curious about
  |Possible Friend
  |Acquaintance
  |Getting to know
  |Friend
  |Good friend
  |Great friend
  |Best friend
  |Small crush
  |Average crush
  |Large crush
  |Platonic Love
  |Love
  |Annoyance
  |Dislike
  |Hate
  |Anxious around
  |Slightly scared of
  |Fears
  |Unknown kin
  |Known kin
  |Treated like kin
  |Looks up to
  |Role-model
  |Wants to follow in steps
  |Like Family
  |Mentor / apprentice

Name | rper | dots | thoughts