Post by phoenixlilly on Jan 3, 2008 1:00:49 GMT -5
CHARACTER - BASICS
Name: Honeykit
Age: 5 Moons
Rank: Kit
Gender: Female
Clan: Boneclan
CHARACTER - IN DEPTH
Physical Description: Honeykit is a beautiful Kit. She doesn't get her name from her looks, however. No, Honeykit gets her name from her attitude - as explained below. She has opal white fur, which is rather fluffy and soft. Her teeth are just as white, and her nose is pink. Her eyes are a sort of light brown, with a tinge of green. Honeykit's paws are a little larger than normal, and her claws are razor sharp. She cleans herself regularly, which is why her pelt is so clean.
Personality: Honeykit gets her name from her personality, not her appearance. She is a sweet, lovable Kit, who never gets in trouble. But this isn't because she's a goody-too-shoes. This is because she can be rather sneaky at times. She can weave her way out of trouble by looking rather innocent. But not all the time. She does sometimes get in trouble, which she doesn't mind. This is because Honeykit doesn't get affected by harsh words. She simply apologizes, and starts being a good little Kit. But you might start thinking that Honeykit is naughty, from all this explanation. No, she's not a troublemaker. She's merely a normal Kit, who is rather curious.
History: Honeykit was born a kittypet. But after one month, she decided she couldn't handle it. She was nothing, absolutely nothing like her siblings. They were all cuddling up to their twoleg, and being all cutesy-pie. Honeykit hated the lot of them. She would always hiss at her twoleg when he came near, and run away. She would get in furious moods, and simply walk into the forest, and practice her hunting. You see, Honeykit was an excellent hunter, even though she was hugely fluffy. She enjoyed acting like a wild cat. Sometimes she wished she were a wild cat. But that time would never come. There were no such things as wild cats. Until Honeykit stumbled across the camp. She was taken to the leader, and the leader - at that time - was pleasently nice to her. After the leader saw Honeykit's skills, Honeykit was offered a place in Boneclan. Honeykit refused, as she wouldn't go without her mother. After much conning, Honeykit's mother agreed to come, and join the clan. But the other kits wanted to stay. So they did. They didn't like Honeykit, nor their mother. Their silly mother was just like Honeykit, after all. So here Honeykit is, 3 moths later. As I haven't yet explained, Honeykit joined the clan when she was 2 moons old.
Role Play Example: {Used from other profile, if that's ok?}
Honeykit pawed her bed down, walked in a circle, before laying down. Once lying, she curled up, and closed her eyes. Honeykit fell asleep, but was awoken two hours later...
Honeykit woke up as if someone had splashed ice cold water over her face. But she wasn't wet, and no-one was standing nearby with freezing moss. Honeykit shook her head, and blinked a few times. The Nursery came into full view. Everyone was asleep, some snoring, some stretched out. If everything was calm, and serene, then why had Honeykit woken up? She stood up, and shivered. It was a cold night. Especially since it was Leaf-Bare.
Shaking her head, Honeykit walked out of the Nursery. A cool breeze met her, and she closed her eyes, opening her mouth, trying to scent anything peculiar. But no odd, or unfamiliar smell reached Honeykit's nostrils. No, everything was fine. But Honeykit was wide awake, and she knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep for a while.
Honeykit noticed that the Fresh Kill Pile was rather low, most likely because it was Leaf-Bare. Although it was a cold season, Honeykit still loved to play and practice hunting in the leaves that had fallen. Now would be a great time to hunt. or maybe it wouldn't. All the animals would be asleep. And Eagles ans Hawks would be awake.
Honeykit shrugged off her suspicion, and exited the Camp. She sniffed around a bit, but couldn't smell anything but her Clan scent. Continuing through the Territory, Honeykit started to Daydream. Well, Nightdream, but still awake.
Her mother was a Queen. But she would be heading into Elder soon, and Honeykit would be the only Kit in her kin left. Her mother wouldn't have any more Kits. She was too old, and was too skilled to become a queen yet again. Honeykit was her family's only hope of continuing her bloodline.
Honeykit stopped as she reached a large clearing. There was a small, frozen pool in the center. There wasn't ice on the surface, but as Honeykit neared, she could tell it would be cold. She stopped at the edge, and bent her head down. Her throat was dry, and she needed to drink.
Honeykit opened her mouth, and started to drink in the cold, refreshing water...
Other: Nopeedopey
Name: Honeykit
Age: 5 Moons
Rank: Kit
Gender: Female
Clan: Boneclan
CHARACTER - IN DEPTH
Physical Description: Honeykit is a beautiful Kit. She doesn't get her name from her looks, however. No, Honeykit gets her name from her attitude - as explained below. She has opal white fur, which is rather fluffy and soft. Her teeth are just as white, and her nose is pink. Her eyes are a sort of light brown, with a tinge of green. Honeykit's paws are a little larger than normal, and her claws are razor sharp. She cleans herself regularly, which is why her pelt is so clean.
Personality: Honeykit gets her name from her personality, not her appearance. She is a sweet, lovable Kit, who never gets in trouble. But this isn't because she's a goody-too-shoes. This is because she can be rather sneaky at times. She can weave her way out of trouble by looking rather innocent. But not all the time. She does sometimes get in trouble, which she doesn't mind. This is because Honeykit doesn't get affected by harsh words. She simply apologizes, and starts being a good little Kit. But you might start thinking that Honeykit is naughty, from all this explanation. No, she's not a troublemaker. She's merely a normal Kit, who is rather curious.
History: Honeykit was born a kittypet. But after one month, she decided she couldn't handle it. She was nothing, absolutely nothing like her siblings. They were all cuddling up to their twoleg, and being all cutesy-pie. Honeykit hated the lot of them. She would always hiss at her twoleg when he came near, and run away. She would get in furious moods, and simply walk into the forest, and practice her hunting. You see, Honeykit was an excellent hunter, even though she was hugely fluffy. She enjoyed acting like a wild cat. Sometimes she wished she were a wild cat. But that time would never come. There were no such things as wild cats. Until Honeykit stumbled across the camp. She was taken to the leader, and the leader - at that time - was pleasently nice to her. After the leader saw Honeykit's skills, Honeykit was offered a place in Boneclan. Honeykit refused, as she wouldn't go without her mother. After much conning, Honeykit's mother agreed to come, and join the clan. But the other kits wanted to stay. So they did. They didn't like Honeykit, nor their mother. Their silly mother was just like Honeykit, after all. So here Honeykit is, 3 moths later. As I haven't yet explained, Honeykit joined the clan when she was 2 moons old.
Role Play Example: {Used from other profile, if that's ok?}
Honeykit pawed her bed down, walked in a circle, before laying down. Once lying, she curled up, and closed her eyes. Honeykit fell asleep, but was awoken two hours later...
Honeykit woke up as if someone had splashed ice cold water over her face. But she wasn't wet, and no-one was standing nearby with freezing moss. Honeykit shook her head, and blinked a few times. The Nursery came into full view. Everyone was asleep, some snoring, some stretched out. If everything was calm, and serene, then why had Honeykit woken up? She stood up, and shivered. It was a cold night. Especially since it was Leaf-Bare.
Shaking her head, Honeykit walked out of the Nursery. A cool breeze met her, and she closed her eyes, opening her mouth, trying to scent anything peculiar. But no odd, or unfamiliar smell reached Honeykit's nostrils. No, everything was fine. But Honeykit was wide awake, and she knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep for a while.
Honeykit noticed that the Fresh Kill Pile was rather low, most likely because it was Leaf-Bare. Although it was a cold season, Honeykit still loved to play and practice hunting in the leaves that had fallen. Now would be a great time to hunt. or maybe it wouldn't. All the animals would be asleep. And Eagles ans Hawks would be awake.
Honeykit shrugged off her suspicion, and exited the Camp. She sniffed around a bit, but couldn't smell anything but her Clan scent. Continuing through the Territory, Honeykit started to Daydream. Well, Nightdream, but still awake.
Her mother was a Queen. But she would be heading into Elder soon, and Honeykit would be the only Kit in her kin left. Her mother wouldn't have any more Kits. She was too old, and was too skilled to become a queen yet again. Honeykit was her family's only hope of continuing her bloodline.
Honeykit stopped as she reached a large clearing. There was a small, frozen pool in the center. There wasn't ice on the surface, but as Honeykit neared, she could tell it would be cold. She stopped at the edge, and bent her head down. Her throat was dry, and she needed to drink.
Honeykit opened her mouth, and started to drink in the cold, refreshing water...
Other: Nopeedopey