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    NAME: Honeypaw


    AGE: 8 moons

    GENDER: Female


    RANK: Apprentice

    ALLEGIANCE: DarkClan


    APPEARANCE: Honeypaw is a sorrel coloured Bengal. Her fur appears to be a golden hue with the slightest brown tint to it. She has donut-rosette markings which appear on her body as a light brown inside the rosettes and a darker brown outlining them. Honeypaw's body is tall and very lengthy. Her legs are long, making her tall for her age and sex, and her frame is very willowy. Her face is narrow and pointed, her eyes wide and set perfectly on either side of her nose. In colour her eyes are an amber, warm like the substance she gets her name from and matching her golden pelt.



    PERSONALITY: It appears that Honeypaw is the one of the bunch to not have a selfish bone in her body. Although not necessarily as bold as Ivypaw, she is a friendly and rather talkative young girl. She provides kindness to the band of siblings - she's well mannered and warm, someone who seems inviting and quite welcoming. Honeypaw is patient where some of her siblings are not and she's responsible despite her age - she knows about actions and consequences. Somewhat the 'mum' of the group she sometimes feels as if she's stuck keeping them all safe as Ivy is impulsive and likely to get herself into trouble, Rook's apathetic ways could insult anyone, Cyclone could seduce her way into mayhem even at her age and Veiled simply had no idea when enough was enough. Although she's happy to let the others make decisions, she's a voice of reason in discussions and is able to put her food down when she doesn't agree.


    RELATIONS:

    > PARENTS: Brookhaze x NPC

    > SIBLINGS: Rookpaw, Ivypaw, Veiledpaw and Cyclonepaw

    > PARTNER: N/A

    > CRUSH: TBD (open to plotting)

    "Sorry guys! I was trying to speed the others up!" The thin golden-sorrel Bengal rushed to meet her siblings, moving quickly to reach them. "They're going so slow - y'know what they're like. I did try to hurry them up a bit." What was it she'd told them again? "I told them tha-" The feline stopped short as she reached the side of Rook. Her wide eyes had caught sight of the stranger and she'd arrived just in time to hear them talking, their voice defensive and hostile. Brow furrowing it didn't take the young girl long to work out what had happened. Of course. Ivy had crossed their scent line. No surprise there.


    Offering forth a polite smile the apprentice-aged cat stepped forwards to meet the stranger, making sure to stop just before the line. "Sorry, she didn't mean to offend you or cause trouble," her tail flicked towards Ivy to indicate what she was apologising for. "I'm Honey. This is Rook," her tail flicked to her charcoal furred brother. "and this is Ivy." Honey figured that she was probably best to introduce them for she did seem to hold most of their manners. Warm eyes moved back towards the DarkClanner. "There's two more on their way, Veiled and Cyclone. As Rook said, we're here to hopefully join."

    "Oh, Veiled! No! Do-" The golden bengal girl had spotted anger in her sister's eyes as soon as she appeared beside her. Her amber eyes had widened and as Veiled had brushed past her to storm up to the clan cat she had called out. But it was too late. Her sister had stalked up and not only gotten right in the other girl's face but she'd insulted her, too. Gosh this really wasn't going to plan.


    A small, practically inaudible sigh, left the female's lips. She looked to Rook in exasperation but knew she was likely to find little help there. He had a brain and was smart, but it wasn't like him to actually care about too much. It was up to her to fix this. "Come on Ivy. The two of you come back. We want them to like us." She was practically pleading with her sisters. They were too headstrong and too impulsive - too sassy. At this rate it was going to land them all in a world of trouble.


    "What is going on?" Honey's eyes left her sisters at the sound of a new voice. An older male was here, scolding her sister for her attitude. A grimace appeared on the cat's maw and she shut her eyes for a moment, internally praying for Veiled not to say anything back and just take the reprimand for once... At the mention of a Lilystar and finding out what she wanted to do with them her amber eyes snapped open. So it wasn't up to the younger cat Veiled had insulted? Well perhaps that was a bloody blessing.


    "Excuse me," the golden bengal spoke now to Sootclaw. "but is Lilystar your leader?" The question came with the slightest of tilts of her head. "I'm Honey and please, I'd very much like to apologise for Veiled. She didn't mean to be rude -" her eyes cut sharply to her sister as if telling her not to contradict her statement. "- she just took your friends words the wrong way." A polite smile flitted across her maw. What else could she say? It seemed that someone had to be the diplomat for the group of siblings - apparently it was her.


    Lilystar

    the chat literally blew up in the time i was asleep hahah

    ugh it's nearly 8am and i'm working in a cafe from 9-3:30 today and it's meant to be 40 degrees (which is like 102 fahrenheit for you people who don't use celsius) i'm gonna die

    As the sound of somewhat dragging paw steps reached her ears the feline's head had turned. Her amber eyes landed upon Cyclone, the silver furred girl pulling herself along with gritted teeth. "Oh, heavens!" Had she been in too much of a rush to keep up with Rook and Ivy to even notice her sisters injury? It was unlike her - incredibly unlike her in fact. As her sister reached her side a male in front of them was talking and Honey's gaze was drawn to him.


    Put pressure on it? Well... it was a little hard for anyone to put pressure on her sister's leg wound while she was standing up. But if he was offering advice then she may as well take it. Turning her head back to her sister the feline spoke softly. "Lay down, Cyc. I'll put pressure on it until someone can patch you up." She was already looking back up at the group of strangers. "What do we have to do to join? Someone mentioned something about a Lilystar? Is she coming?" With one sister injured, one angry, one stepping over boundaries and her brother not being particularly invested in much it would benefit Honey's own situation greatly to just be accepted already.