Family History

parents: Nightspark(D) and Raindance(D)
siblings: Snowfall
lifemate: Bamboo(D)
lovemate: Bamboo(D)
cubs: Plumtree
soulbrother: none
other: Nephews- Fireshadow and Highsun. Uncle- Dreamwalker
info: As direct descendants of Mother Daina, Silvan and his chieftess sister have the best of the dragon blood, as their mother before them did. SIlvan's manifests through healing magic. Only Bamboo ever knew the mysterious healer, and she was killed after the birth of Plumtree, climbing the mountain she loved so much. Noone is certain how Silvan felt when he failed to reach her in time, but they know he will never quite forgive himself. Plumtree is his life now.

Personal

-Eyes: Red
-Hair: Medium Brown
-Relative age: Rather young. too young to be a master Healer, although he has been one for many turns.
-Life Path: Healer
-Skills: Healing, Herb-lore, a touch of the Farsight and occasional Dragon visions.

-Personality: Silvan has been something of a mystery to his own tribe since he was born. His Red eyes advertised his strong Dragon blood, and he was expected to outdo even his moody elder sister when it came to Dragon fire. He did not, however, come any where near her. In fact, While Snowfall was simply quiet and slightly introverted in personality, Silvan was, and still is, the epitome of the "silent type." He has never been one to let out his feelings, so it seems to everyone else that he has none, at times. Of course, they know this is not true (after all, they all saw him cry when Bamboo was killed, and they see how he loves his daughter every day), but his lack of display when it comes to things emotional, combined with his powers of Healing are enough to awe even the most practical of elves in the Holt. In reality, Silvan is a romantic type, given to flights of fancy. His sister knows that, from when they were children, and Bamboo knew it best. But Bamboo is gone and Snowfall was never so close to him. So now it is locked inside again. And he doesn't mind. He is totally guileless and has no idea that his fellow elves are at all awed by him.

-History: Second child of chieftess Raindance, Silvan always knew he was not to be a great warrior or hunter. He was more inclined to study plants with Grunbaum and his little ruffian cub Thistletricker (who is not so much younger than Silvan), or to watch the birds or insects or anything else. Anything where he could be silent and just think appealed to the cub Silvan, while everything that involved hitting something appealed to his sister. But the two became friends early on and Silvan quickly learned that he had the singular skill of being able to tame his sisters wild Dragon-fired temper. When he and Bamboo Recognized, it was fast and furious, and he can barely remember anything but her about it. He was blissfully happy with her, finally having someone to share his dreams with. He had never really thought of sharing them before (it always seemed a bit silly) but once he knew Bamboo, he knew that they were made to share. When Plumtree was born his life was complete. But then, Bamboo fell to the ravine and it felt as if he had lost everything. In truth, he has never forgiven himself for being too slow to get to her, and is ever haunted by the idea that if he had been just a little bit earlier to the scene, she could have been saved. Plumtree has been what kept him from wandering off into the mountains alone, like the old stories of Naga before he recieved the Chief's tattoo.

-Relationships:
*Snowfall* His temptestuous older sister, his only outlet for most of his life, Snowfall has come to him in a rage to be calmed many times. Their Dragon blood binds them closely, and they have always taken care of one another. Despite Silvan's seeming lack of the knowledge that when something is wrong with him, he ought to tell someone, Snowfall always knows and her brusque manner and no-nonsense way of dealing with such things suits his sensibilities just fine.
*Plumtree* Silvan's daughter, and his life. Her bright green eyes and wheat blonde hair remind him much of her mother, he can't help but give in to her every desire. Though he can tell her no when necessary, he rarely thinks such a time has come. She is so sweet-tempered it seems silly to deny her anything, and her chatter keeps him from being lonely when he is dreaming by himself. He would do anything for his little lass.