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RIVERCLAN
KITTEN
TWO MOONS
BIOGRAPHY AND TAGS
APPRENTICED TO NONE
PLAYED BY SHEOGORATH
The morning is chilly. Frost sparkles across the clearing, though Nettlekit is blind to it. Overcast skies and a biting wind make the vibrant tree leaves tremble. Nettlekit was awake, hungry, and in a rather foul mood. His first steps outside the nursury are entirely clumsy. He bumps into nests, cats, the walls of the den, the roots of the splintered tree trunk. Blind as he was, he could still navigate RiverClan's camp with relative ease. Learning SkyClan's was another matter entirely. Once he had successfully toddled his way outside, he finds that the cold stings his tiny kitten paws. The boy huffs in frustration, fur bristling against the morning leaf-fall chill, ears flattened with stress and irritation. He had not slept peacefully. The nightmares offered grim imaginations into what the RiverClan camp must have looked like during the chaotic invasion. The scent of blood, the sound of howls and cries, the rush of clawed shadows clashing with fangs bared.
Another kit, one that smells of SkyClan, approaches him playfully. Nettlekit shows his teeth, lip curled. He doesn't want to play right now. "Go away." The boy snaps grumpily. "I don't want to play." What good did it do, anyways? Playing wouldn't free his home of rogues, or fill his belly. The blind RiverClanner would rather try his paws at something more useful.
Another kit, one that smells of SkyClan, approaches him playfully. Nettlekit shows his teeth, lip curled. He doesn't want to play right now. "Go away." The boy snaps grumpily. "I don't want to play." What good did it do, anyways? Playing wouldn't free his home of rogues, or fill his belly. The blind RiverClanner would rather try his paws at something more useful.
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