Name: Honeyspots Gender: Cis female Clan: StoneClan Alliance: Her Clan and her Clan alone. Rank: Warrior Description: Honeyspots is a young, fluffy, American bobtail with splotches on her back, the back of her head, and face (some darker than others). She has icy blue eyes, which she got from her father, Brackenfrost, and her tail and pelt color were her mother's, Birchblossom. The spots she got from Birchblossom's mother. She is anything but aggressive, and it shows, since she gives off a calming vibe when she's around others. Her smile is gentle but can be exuberant too. Her small tail has her afraid of falling, and is pretty clumsy most of the time. She is of kittypet heritage on her mother's side, and as such she retained her bred fur (fluffy and soft). Personality: She's very kind and gentle, fairly quiet but only to a moderate amount with a sense of fairness and regality. She has a good sense of humor, regardless of this, and laughs often. She's noble and caring, but the downside is that comes with her being too soft. Her mercy, though a good trait sometimes, leads her into bad rather than good. She is also too trusting alongside that. Not naive, as she is aware of what could happen if she did something but.. she mostly ignores those concerns in favor of helping. She rarely speaks her mind if it opposes somebody's view, unless it truly is a horrible opinion the other has. And when she cares about someone, she /cares/ about someone. She will protect them, worry, may become clingy, and will care for them more than herself. She's selfless, but most of the time it's a bad thing for her. Something she is good with dealing with, surprisingly, is sadness. Her parent's death made her hard in that aspect. Family: -Parents: Brackenfrost and Birchblossom -Siblings: N/A -Mate/Crush: N/A -Kits: N/A History: Honeyspots was born to a pair of loners named Brackenfrost (father) and Birchblossom (mother). They were exiled from their old Clan due to being framed as traitors, but because the Warrior Code and Clan meant so much to them, they decided to keep up its practices, like the usual -kit and -paw, which is why Honeyspots was Honeykit and Honeypaw in the past. She was always told stories of grandeur of these great cats, and always had admired them for being so courageous and selfless. She was really only upset at the fact that someone tricked her parents, and solely upset at that cat. Everything else in the Clans seemed great to her. She got along great with her parents. Being an only kit made her get accustomed to not much company and she grew to like it, but her parents were always there for her. They saw their daughter as the last thing worth protecting, since they had lost everything. Brackenfrost was an honorable and selfless tom, however reckless, while Birchblossom was a level-headed and gentle she-cat... when she wanted to. Otherwise she was pretty snappy and sharp-tongued in a bad way. Not that Honeyspots knew of this flaw, since her mother held her tongue around her. They moved to and fro for a while once Honeykit became Honeypaw. She had both her parents teach her, and so she earned her mother's endurance and her father's strength. Due to her long fur, her swiftness was pretty restricted, and so is her swimming ability. She was named Honeyspots 6 moons after her training began and they moved even more. The last place they were in was a cave, cold and damp but quite big. It didn't last long, as a hoard of rats attacked them the second they left that cave and wandered close to a barn. There were too many and they wee too fast, even for three well-trained warriors. Sadly, Brackenfrost died fighting them, and Birchblossom passed away a week later on in the makeshift den Honeyspots made, which consisted of a fallen tree trunk. Whether her mother died of infected wounds or a broken heart Honeysposts didn't know. Her mother had been miserable in her last days, despite the words her daughter offered in an effort to comfort her. In grief and with a few bad injuries of her own, which are now the scars she bears today, Honeyspots wandered and wandered blindly. It's a miracle she didn't end up falling into a ditch or a lake. She collapsed close to the StoneClan camp and was found by a patrol. She was taken back to camp to get treated, and was floored by the fact that she was actually in a Clan camp amongst warriors. She was offered a place to stay, and with nothing to go back to, Honeyspots accepted and became a warrior like in the stories she had heard. Role-play Example: This must be a minimum of three lines long. No less. This is not optional at all so don't leave this blank, using a roleplay you’ve done before with someone is also accepted, this would show you have had experience with others before and are not just typing out something about your character. good: • kind • understanding. • firm when need be. neutral: x. bad: X.
