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Name: Nettlenose[paw, kit]
Role: Tom 2
Link to Site: Nettlenose Page
Rp Sample:[[my character spearkit with birdkit in the skyclan nursery]] Spearkit let out a breath. He sucked some more air in. Let it out. Focusing on his breathing for a few more moments. The tomkit lay on his stomach, mid-length fur spreading out from his rib cage, making him look wider than he actually was. In reality, he was extremely skinny, almost unhealthily so, and hadn't eaten yet that day. He could tell the sun was high because, outside the cage that was the SkyClan's nursery, warriors, apprentices and even some kits were chatting, loudly.

His ears hadn't not been perked practically since the moment he woke up, and his whiskers stood on end, every part of his body was tense and wide awake. His body language said otherwise, though. Spearkit's face was dull and wiped of emotion. His paws were crossed, his chin set neatly on top and his tail curled around his left hind leg, twitching like a rabbit's nose.

He felt utterly meaningless after both of his siblings and his best friends had abandoned him, gone off to StarClan and disappeared from the physical world. Departed. His parents, too, had left, though he hadn't really relied on them much, they were the only parents he'd even known. But they had died before he'd ever learned the truth. Spearkit was a forbidden child, born to Stormlight and Silentwing and had never known. He'd live his whole life without known who he really was, without knowing who his parents, siblings, friends, and adoptive parents really were.

He frowned. He eyes and cheeks became wet.