Honeypaw, Apprentice of WillowClan

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ: 
Honeypaw (bee)


ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ:
Female.


ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:
Pansexual.


ᴀɢᴇ:
10 moons.


ʀᴀɴᴋ:
Apprentice (some healing knowledge).



ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ

ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ:
Honeypaw was born in WillowClan to two proud parents, Hazeldove and Acorntail -- the two cared for her immensely while she was growing up, spoiling her with lots of toys and delicious food. However, Hazeldove was killed in a tragic accident a few days after Honeypaw became an apprentice, causing Acorntail to grow extremely distant. After it had gotten to the point where she and her father only talked to each other once a day if she was lucky, Honeypaw grew distant and hard to reach, letting only a few choice people befriend her. Over time, as she grew, she matured and loosened up a little, but she's still unable to forgive her father for his actions.



ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ:
Foxclaw.


ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ(s):
N/A.


ᴄʀᴜsʜ:
None.


ᴍᴀᴛᴇ:
None.


ᴋɪᴛs:
None.


ᴋɪɴ:
Hazeldove (mother--deceased), Acorntail (father), Coalstep (brother).




ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ

[ excitable | independent | loyal | daydreamer ]


[ excitable ]

It's easy to catch Honeypaw's attention--it's also not much of a problem to get her riled up. However, Honeypaw's trying to work on calming down, as she's been scolded many times for getting overexcited.



[ independent ]

Since she had to spend the latter half of her life pretty much alone, Honeypaw learned to depend on no one but herself -- she resists help from strangers unless it's absolutely necessary, and even if it's a friend offering a hand (paw?), she'll hesitate before accepting the help.



[ loyal ]

Though it can be hard to befriend her at first, if you manage to get past her tough exterior, Honeypaw will devote herself to you. She's a fiercely loyal friend, and will fight tooth and nail to make sure her buddies are alright.



[ daydreamer ]

Honeypaw drifts from topic to topic quite easily if there's nothing provoking her--it's hard to hold her to a single thing, as she's usually lost in her own world after a few minutes. However, if you peak her interest, she'll become quite invested in the topic.



ʟɪᴋᴇs:
Rain, cloudy days/snow, getting lost in her thoughts, and sleeping.



ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs
Heat, loud noises, the dark, being held to one topic for too long.



ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ

sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ:
Honeypaw is a short white cat with fluffy fur and hazel patches scattered over her body.



ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Honeypaw's fur is a mix of white, cream, and hazel. The majority of her fur is white, though patches of the other two colors can be found on the top half of her body and her tail. Three of her paws are white except one, which is the color of honey, giving her her name.



ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: Slim and petite, though she's a little short.



ғᴜʀ: Soft, silky, and very fluffy.


ᴇʏᴇs: Pale teal.


ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ

Examining the toad curiously, Honeypaw kept pale eyes focused on the amphibian, watching as it hopped around at the edge of a creek while croaking occasionally. Toads were strange creatures -- they were so small, and... brown. Why weren't they blue, or orange, or purple? Why weren't they ten feet tall, or ten meters, or ten miles? Honeypaw thought about that for a few minutes, her eyes clouding over slightly while she imagined a ten mile tall orange toad. Hm, that would certainly be a strange sight! By the time her eyes clicked back into focus, the toad was gone, and she was sitting all by herself. She watched the water for a moment more before rising to her paws and turning, off to find some other interesting thing.[/ul][/ul][/ul]