Nettlepaw

While Nettlepaw is still growing into his adult size, he will fill out into a lean tom of average size, his lanky legs are sewn with  muscle, giving him some height. His ticked pelt is a pale cream that is subtly darker on the topside of his frame, and fading to a near white on his underside and has white socks and a white patch on his mouth and chin. His tabby markings are faint, primitive stripes that are most prominent on his legs, forehead, tail tip and chest.  While Nettlepaw is mostly shorthaired, the fur on his tail is much longer, ending in an unkempt fringe of hair that will lengthen to a plume as he ages. His oval shaped eyes are a pale sky blue.

Despite Nettlepaw’s young age, he likes to believe he knows a great deal more than he does and tries to make himself look good in front of those older than him. His enthusiasm can often turn wry and cynical in the bat of an eye, and isn’t shy about throwing his voice around. He’s opinionated, and while he believes everyone deserves a voice to be heard, he thinks not all voices are created equal.

When it comes to carrying on casual conversation, he finds it rather tiring to simply chat to chat and has a hard time swallowing failure or reproach from someone he respects.

Few cats meet his standards, and gets most of his opinion on a cat based on first impressions, and generally takes a long time to try and give others a chance. He knows he alone is responsible for his actions, and because of this, tends to hold his expectations of himself highly.

When he doesn’t want to socially burden his clan, he tends to distant himself. Friendliness can be faked, and rather just seems to be polite and personable when needed. Nettlepaw is rather independent, but adaptive to the situation, and while he tends to be indifferent to kit play and sparring, he’s taken an interest in the more delicate aspects of clan life, namely curious about the flora and fauna of the woods, herbs, and stories of famine, sickness, and hardships.

While Nettlepaw can be a bit big-headed, he is dwarfed by Silverpelt and those who live in Starclan, whom in all ways, he respects the most.

• Born in the Moon of Leopard's Rest (2019)

Nettlekit was born to Maplesprig and Speckledfrost on the 11th day of the Moon of Leopard’s Rest (2019), who agreed to come together and provide a litter out of convince, taking solace in the departures of each of their respective “mates”. Nettlekit was a curious and contented sort of kit, only letting his disgruntled mewls known when he desperately wanted something, which was few and far between.

As Nettlekit grew older, alongside his brother, he found that as much as he first enjoyed kit sparing, he just as quickly grew bored of it. He seemed much more interested in the live prey items that were frequented by Cottonbright. One day when he was two moons old, his boredom and curiosity brought him outside the confines of the nursery walls. He began poking his nose into all the dens, but felt awed and overwhelmed at the discovery of the medicine cats den. He stepped in, such smells and many strange looking herbs… He poked around some more, eventually clambering through some of Willowfrost’s herb stock and making a slight mess of things. When confronted, Nettlekit was brutally honest – it had been his fault, but he also insisted that he had a lot of fun. Even after the event, Nettlekit’s never been one to shy away from questions regarding what some of those things are used for, and frequently enjoys stories of hardships where brain wins over brawn.

Nettlekit became Nettlepaw during his apprentice ceremony (First Fishing 2020) and journeyed the Highstones to be accepted as Riverclan’s medicine cat apprentice with Willowfrost as his mentor.

Willowfrost: Paternal sibling (Adopted)

Name Progression: Nettlekit –> Nettlepaw –> Nettleplume