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Shiro is a very calm Pokémon and isn’t quick to anger. He is wary of stranger and he doesn’t trust someone easily. He doesn’t like to be touched because it will remind him of how the scientist had touched him, but also because he has only been touched by those people he is touch starved for some love and affection. He will refuse a hug, but he silently wants that person to hug him and never let him go. He will act tough and brave but deep inside he is a real softie and is way more afraid than he seems to be. He is a little awkward since he has always been by himself, he doesn’t always know how to act but he will always try to fit in.

Shiro is very curious about new thing and is eager to learn all sort of new things. He is selfless and will always put the ones he holds dear before himself. But despite everything that happened to him, he is always polite and nice to others. He has been isolated for his whole life, so he knows how horrible it is to feel lonely, unwanted and unloved. That’s why Shiro will always help another in need and will always welcome someone with a smile.

✦ Appearance

Shiro is not the buffest or biggest pokémon and he is rather slim build, he is more made for agaility and outspeeding his opponent rather than taking them head on. Shiro's fur is short and a little croax to the touch, he doesn't take great care of it since he hates having to see and touch is own discoloured pelt.

All Shiro has known are white walls, from the earliest memories he has all he could remember was white. The room he was in was white the people that were in the room wore white. That is because Shiro grew up in an illegal laboratory. They were testing the strength of psychic powers that belonged to Pokémon. Shiro wasn’t the only one there, there were tons of others before him, but they never returned after more than 2 or 3 experiments. No one really knows what happened between those white walls, not even Shiro remembers everything that happened to him. But all he knows and remembers from there are little snippets and pain, a lot of pain. He couldn’t even remember when he started turning blue, it was just there one day, at least that is how he remembered it.

So after years and years of experiments Shiro was done with everything and everyone, he was tired and his body hurted with every move he made. So he gave up, he laid down and didn’t do anything, not even moving. So the scientist finally thought that the discolored Espeon became paralyzed because of their experiments and decided he wasn’t needed any longer. They wanted to dispose of him so they threw him in the river hoping he would drown since he could no longer move.

Of course that didn’t happen and Shiro swam to the river bank. He didn’t know how, but he did it. He escaped those white walls. Since the moment he had escaped he ran as far away as he could and lived in solitary since then. It has been hard for him, but he managed. But every time he saw his own discolored body, he was reminded of those damn white walls and what he went through. And he hated himself because of that.