Gullkit
To be honest he wasn't too sure where his siblings; Finchkit, Wrenkit, Chickadeekit, Hollykit, or Waspkit, had strayed but he figured he needed to just take life by the teeth- Er.. Maybe less metaphorically though, he didn't want to get hurt. The disfigured tom made his way out into the clearing, his two good eyes peering at passerby while the other just stared. He was normal.. Besides what looked like a second face meshed into his face.. Gullkit shook his head trying not to let the negativity consume him, he was going to be an apprentice soon, he had to get over his fear over everyone judging him. "Uh.. Hi! Will you be my friend?" Was that too weird to ask? Was this how you make friends..? Fret ate into him but he tried concealing it with a shaky smile.