Post by Slitherr on Aug 4, 2018 22:34:18 GMT
HONEYSTAR
44 MOONS | LEADER | MOORCLAN | SHECAT | BISEXUAL
LAVENDER BRILLIANT
✔ Positive traits
Warm, Honest, Generous, Loving, Optimistic, Happy-Go-Lucky, Responsible, Commanding Presence, Fierce
Born to Bramblewhisker & Morningflight
Sister to Reedclaw & Dovetail
Mother to Pikepaw & Foxpaw & Quailpaw
Mentor to Shadowstrike
Honeykit was born alongside Dovekit and Reedkit. The three siblings are full-fledged Moorclanner's belonging to a well known pair named Bramblewhisker and Morningsong. The three grew up well cared for and being taught the ways of the clan. Only, Honeykit had something extra that would keep her forever a little ahead of her siblings. Born with wings, the young molly was to face new obstacles that her siblings would not. It seemed as though her mother's mutation would be passed down to one of the three siblings.
Honeykit often times felt almost uneasy as she grew. With a pair of feathery 'limbs' attached to her bodice, her siblings seemed to gaze at her almost with a pang of jealousy. In an effort to share what she could, the little kit would attempt to use them as little as possible. As a kit, it was something easily accomplished. There was no need for her to fly around the camp willy nilly. This kept the drama down between herself and her siblings at least for a little while.
As Honeykit morphed into Honeypaw, she was given to a warrior named Copperfang. The tom was somewhat harsh, though well known for walking to the beat of his own drum. Honeypaw would learn more than enough from this tom, including to not let her siblings drag her down. They all had to be their own cat, in their own way.
Honeypaw began to grow confidence, and embrace the wings that she had once hated. She blossomed into a bubbly and well liked apprentice. While her and Reedpaw's relationship would be somewhat strained by the jealous her brother retained, Dovepaw would grow to admire how her sister stuck to her guns and the two would become close friends.
Honeypaw soon became Honeyleap. The she-cat had grown fond of climbing to the top of whatever tree she could find only to jump, and attempt to spread her wings at the last second possible. It was for this stunt she had been named. She was daring and perhaps even a little immature, but she was somebody that could always keep a smile on another's face.
As time would pass, she would find herself gaining a sense of responsibility with each litter of kits she saw or apprentice she watched become a warrior. It wouldn't be long before she would be given her own apprentice. A large black tom by the name of Shadowpaw.
He was a troubled kit, without much guidance due to the loss of his mother. Honeyleap would find herself taking him in almost as if he were her own. He built up the levels of responsibility she previously didn't have. And soon she found herself attached to the young tom more than she almost cared to admit.
It wasn't long after his warrior ceremony that the Deputy of Moorclan passed away, leaving open a spot for her to step up. She did so at the recommendation of her leaders. As the moons passed, she soon met a tom whom she fell in love with. The two would become a pair, and soon have kits. However in a tragic mess, she would lose the love of her life and the father to her kits.
As she took time to mourn, the kits would be born and she would leave them in the care of her sister when she would. She resumed her deputy abilities, living life as a mother and part of her clan's leadership all at once. She named her kits Pikekit, Foxkit, and Quailkit.
As they aged, so did she, and so did the clan around her. It would come to terms that a leader would pass, and another would step down. Honeyleap was becoming Honeystar.
44 MOONS | LEADER | MOORCLAN | SHECAT | BISEXUAL
LAVENDER BRILLIANT
PERSONALITY ⚘
ღ What makes you, you? ღ
Warm, Honest, Generous, Loving, Optimistic, Happy-Go-Lucky, Responsible, Commanding Presence, Fierce
✘ Negative traits
Gullible, Impulsive, Too Trusting, Chaotic
Gullible, Impulsive, Too Trusting, Chaotic
☮ Overall
Honeystar has quite the personality going for her. For the most part she's quite happy and bouncy. Her voice always has some sort of happy air to it, and she's one to instill positivity into those who surround her. It's easy to pick up on the vibes she throws out, as a smile is almost always beaming from her maw.
This molly carries a warm, nurturing touch. She's motherly, and before thoughts of being a leader crossed her mind, she was almost always sure that she would just have litters for the rest of her moons. While this is still an option, she cares for her clan in a way that many could perhaps never understand.
This nurturing side has come from the responsibility to care for them all. She takes this responsibility seriously, and holds herself with a proud commanding manner. While this gives her a regal appearance, she's far from the 'stuffy and calculating' regal type.
While she can be trusting, often times she trusts too much. Honeystar is one to give second chances, and one to go all in. While this has burned her in the past, some part of her continues to believe in the greater good. Hand in hand with this can come with her gullible moments.
While she is a leader, and therefore usually must plan accordingly and then act...she can be somewhat impulsive. Whether she's caught up in the moment, or with some sort of passion, Honeystar finds some lines blurred. This can add to the chaotic nature she can have about her. While chaotic isn't all bad, she sometimes can push the line of fun far too much. Challenges are made, and dares taken to a new level.
Honeystar has quite the personality going for her. For the most part she's quite happy and bouncy. Her voice always has some sort of happy air to it, and she's one to instill positivity into those who surround her. It's easy to pick up on the vibes she throws out, as a smile is almost always beaming from her maw.
This molly carries a warm, nurturing touch. She's motherly, and before thoughts of being a leader crossed her mind, she was almost always sure that she would just have litters for the rest of her moons. While this is still an option, she cares for her clan in a way that many could perhaps never understand.
This nurturing side has come from the responsibility to care for them all. She takes this responsibility seriously, and holds herself with a proud commanding manner. While this gives her a regal appearance, she's far from the 'stuffy and calculating' regal type.
While she can be trusting, often times she trusts too much. Honeystar is one to give second chances, and one to go all in. While this has burned her in the past, some part of her continues to believe in the greater good. Hand in hand with this can come with her gullible moments.
While she is a leader, and therefore usually must plan accordingly and then act...she can be somewhat impulsive. Whether she's caught up in the moment, or with some sort of passion, Honeystar finds some lines blurred. This can add to the chaotic nature she can have about her. While chaotic isn't all bad, she sometimes can push the line of fun far too much. Challenges are made, and dares taken to a new level.
HISTORY ⌛
↞ Everyone has a story ↠
Sister to Reedclaw & Dovetail
Mother to Pikepaw & Foxpaw & Quailpaw
Mentor to Shadowstrike
Honeykit was born alongside Dovekit and Reedkit. The three siblings are full-fledged Moorclanner's belonging to a well known pair named Bramblewhisker and Morningsong. The three grew up well cared for and being taught the ways of the clan. Only, Honeykit had something extra that would keep her forever a little ahead of her siblings. Born with wings, the young molly was to face new obstacles that her siblings would not. It seemed as though her mother's mutation would be passed down to one of the three siblings.
Honeykit often times felt almost uneasy as she grew. With a pair of feathery 'limbs' attached to her bodice, her siblings seemed to gaze at her almost with a pang of jealousy. In an effort to share what she could, the little kit would attempt to use them as little as possible. As a kit, it was something easily accomplished. There was no need for her to fly around the camp willy nilly. This kept the drama down between herself and her siblings at least for a little while.
As Honeykit morphed into Honeypaw, she was given to a warrior named Copperfang. The tom was somewhat harsh, though well known for walking to the beat of his own drum. Honeypaw would learn more than enough from this tom, including to not let her siblings drag her down. They all had to be their own cat, in their own way.
Honeypaw began to grow confidence, and embrace the wings that she had once hated. She blossomed into a bubbly and well liked apprentice. While her and Reedpaw's relationship would be somewhat strained by the jealous her brother retained, Dovepaw would grow to admire how her sister stuck to her guns and the two would become close friends.
Honeypaw soon became Honeyleap. The she-cat had grown fond of climbing to the top of whatever tree she could find only to jump, and attempt to spread her wings at the last second possible. It was for this stunt she had been named. She was daring and perhaps even a little immature, but she was somebody that could always keep a smile on another's face.
As time would pass, she would find herself gaining a sense of responsibility with each litter of kits she saw or apprentice she watched become a warrior. It wouldn't be long before she would be given her own apprentice. A large black tom by the name of Shadowpaw.
He was a troubled kit, without much guidance due to the loss of his mother. Honeyleap would find herself taking him in almost as if he were her own. He built up the levels of responsibility she previously didn't have. And soon she found herself attached to the young tom more than she almost cared to admit.
It wasn't long after his warrior ceremony that the Deputy of Moorclan passed away, leaving open a spot for her to step up. She did so at the recommendation of her leaders. As the moons passed, she soon met a tom whom she fell in love with. The two would become a pair, and soon have kits. However in a tragic mess, she would lose the love of her life and the father to her kits.
As she took time to mourn, the kits would be born and she would leave them in the care of her sister when she would. She resumed her deputy abilities, living life as a mother and part of her clan's leadership all at once. She named her kits Pikekit, Foxkit, and Quailkit.
As they aged, so did she, and so did the clan around her. It would come to terms that a leader would pass, and another would step down. Honeyleap was becoming Honeystar.
credit to Laura of Adox
