Nemo Loki
As Nemo sat in the tree, gazing out at the woodland, he began to think about things. Nothing to specific at first, just life in general. After a time, he began to reflect on who he was, what he was. He wasn't an orphan, that would have been ok, people would have known him and his parents. Instead, he had just been left by the roadside, no note, no explanation, no parents whatsoever. That had set him apart from everyone else in the village, even the orphans had laughed at him. They bragged about having people who cared about them. No one cared about Nemo, he was just shunted from house to house. He sighed. Maybe one day he would find someone who did care about him. He wondered about his parents briefly, but stopped. They probably didn't care about him either, otherwise they wouldn't have just left him on the roadside like they did. Maybe he would meet a nice girl, he shook his head. No, he would never be that lucky. All of these thoughts were starting to depress him, 'can't let that happen,' he thought to himself, 'the whole point of coming out here is to get away from all that sad business, time to do something, anything.' he scooted partway out onto the tree branch and slowly lowered himself over backwards until he was hanging upside down by his legs. Suspended up in the air, he started doing sit-ups while his legs kept him from falling. As he worked out, he was able to distract himself from the thoughts that had previously distressed him.