{ThunderClan} Honeyfang {/Finished}

[Crow]

( * AND SHE SMILES AND MAKES BELIEVE )
Honeyfang said she'd never leave

( * THE STAGE IS SET AND THERE IS NO TURNING BACK NOW )
the puppet master .

[/b] and i guess i have some pet names but that's the name i like. anyways, i've been pulling these strings for about four years and you don't know how many puppets i've made dance. it's hard when we're all on these different times, and so you know that i'm not some lunatic who's never on, i'm on alot so there you are! oh, right, i almost forgot! sometimes you can catch me impersonating Honeyfang and i'm loving it too! you need proof of my puppetry skills? fine! i swear, you're gonna be amazed, though.

Quietly; steadily the limber she-cat made her way across the forest floor, making sure of each pawstep. Ahead of her a small though plump squirrel sat chewing and working just as steadily at it's own food; an acorn placed in it's hands.
`Steady, steady, slowly... Not too fast...` Honeyfang crept closer, stopping entirely when the squirrel's head jerked up, it's nose twitching; sniffing. Only when it returned back to its own chore did she begin her crawl again. `Good, good, good... Close... Jump... Not too soon... not too` The she-cat pounced foreward, her claws unsheathed and ready to dig in. The squirrel made some kind of a squeck but already Honeyfang had the creature in her grip, satisfaction flowing through her as she bit into the neck, its life blood flowing into her mouth.

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( * AND I CAN PROMISE YOU I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO FORGET )
the character basics .

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[/color] FULL NAME :
Honeyfang--
--- Honey; The 'honey' part of her name actually has a special meaning. Although her pelt looks nothing like a honey colour she was given the name by her father to honor her mother who died giving birth.
--- Fang; Great in combat
--- * NICKNAMES :
N/A
--- * AGE :
Eighteen Moons
--- * DATE OF BIRTH :
Late Leaf-Bare
--- * GENDER :
She-Cat

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( * MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL THIS IS HOW A HERO FALLS )
appearances are everything and nothing .

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[/color] BODY TYPE :
Tall, lanky, limber; an agile she-cat
--- * HEIGHT & WEIGHT :
Height; Honeyfang is a bit taller than your normal cat.
Weight; Honeyfang weighs about as much as your average cat, give or take a bit.
--- * FUR :
Short fur; a mixture of blacks, whites, dark browns and light browns.
--- * EYES :
Large, odd eyes. While some may consider them beautiful others refer to them as simply ugly. One eye, the left, is a dark almost orange yellow. The right eye is a green stuck somewhere in the middle of light and dark.
--- * UNIQUE FEATURES :
Nothing wonderfully unique, Honeyfang has a few scars though they are hardly visable.
--- * SHORT OVERALL :
Honeyfang is, described by some, a pretty she-cat while the other half describe her more as an ugly, disheveled cat. Her pelt consists of different colours; white, black, dark and light browns, and forms an odd mixture with these colours.
Honeyfang is also a tall and limber she-cat; built especially for running though her real talents lie in combat. Her paws are much larger then normal; almost too big for her body, and her tail is a curly mess of colours. Like her pelt Honeyfang's eyes consist of different colours as well. Her left eye is a dark yellow while her right eye is a mediumish green.

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( * I LAUGHED WHEN YOU SAID THAT WORDS ARE ONLY WORDS )
everybody has a personality .

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[/color] LIKES :
+ I love the feel of the wind against her fur.
+ Some may call me odd but rainy days are a must for happiness.
+ I'm always itching for a battle...
+ The sun on my back is nice once in a while.
+ Plump voles are the best.
--- * DISLIKES :
- Hot, dry days are not a good idea.
- Hunting patrols all the time aren't much fun...
- Loners are fine but I can't stand kittypets.
- Mice are disgusting.
- Cloudly days are no fun either.
--- * QUIRKS / HABITS :
-- Digging at the ground when nervous/aggitated.
-- Has a tendency to slur words together when in a rush.
-- Tends to always act as if she's in a rush.
-- Easily distracted by the sky... even if your in the middle of a conversation.
--- * STRENGTHS / WEAKNESSES :
Strengths;
+ I can lie as easily as if I were telling the truth.
+ I'm a very fast and agile runner.
+ One of the best fighters around here; how do you think I got the 'fang' part of my name?
+ Can easily and quietly sneak up on prey/other cats without being heard/scented.
+ I'll always be loyal to ThunderClan.

Weaknesses;
- My temper tends to get the best of me, messing up my concentration and in turn my hunting/battleing skills.
- I tend to complain alot, annoying most of my clan mates to no end.
- Okay... maybe I'm a little too lenient with loners/rogues.
- Meh. I'm good at fighting but I go down easily when struck...
- My pelt sticks out easily in the forest.
--- * SECRETS :
If they're secrets why would I tell them to you...?
I don't believe in StarClan, though most cats are already aware of this. I made it pretty clear when I was an apprentice.
I`m also terrified of the night.
--- * FEARS :
* Fears being exiled from ThunderClan and the forest.
* Fears being alone at night.
* Fears becoming lost and never finding her way back home.
* Fears dieing in combat.
--- * GREATEST GOAL/FAILURE :
++ My goal in life is... nothing. I want a goal, to do something. To make my name known. Not to be just another name in clan history, dead before anyone cares.
-- No failure has been my greatest... yet... but I have failed with my beliefs in StarClan.
--- * OTHER :
N/A
--- * OVERALL PERSONALITY :
Honeyfang is one of those cats who itches for and seaks out battle. She's not looking to kill any cats or to rule over the forest, yet she longs to fight whether it be with an enemy clan stepping too close to ThunderClan territory or a fox straying too close. Although she doesn't believe in StarClan she stays loyal to ThunderClan, putting her all in fighting for her clan... and hunting when she is forced to. Honeyfang also has some anger problems that always seem to get in her way when hunting and, occasionaly, in battle. An odd trait of Honeyfang's is her ability to lie with such a tone that you would have to be an expert to tell the difference from truth and lie. Ever since she was a kit Honeyfang has had an odd fear of night and is even more afraid of becoming lost, never to find her way back home.
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( * AND BEHIND THESE EYES ARE MY TRUTHS AND LIES )
history is an explanation .

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[/color] PARENTS :
Honeyflower, Deceased, Warrior/StarClan -- Mother
Redfeather, Deceased, Warrior/StarClan -- Father
--- * SIBLINGS :
Mistkit, Deceased, Kit/StarClan -- Sister
Fogkit, Deceased, Kit/StarClan -- Brother
--- * OTHER SIGNIFICANT PEOPLE :
Blackstream, fourty one moons, mentor, warrior, ThunderClan
Silvertail, deceased, adopted mother, warrior/StarClan, ThunderClan
--- * LOVERS :
None so far
--- * BEST MEMORY :
My best memory was when I was named Honeyfang. Although most cats long for this moment as well it certainly was the best day of my life. Cat's chanting my name, sitting vigil... A wonderful night.
--- * WORST MEMORY :
Silvertail acted as a mother to me after my own had died. She was an old queen who's kits had died earlier in leaf-bare. Silvertail was an old cat and this would be her last litter, but she promised the leader to raise me. When she died it was a horrible night... though I stood by her side the entire night.
--- * FEARS :
* Fears being exiled from ThunderClan and the forest.
* Fears being alone at night.
* Fears becoming lost and never finding her way back home.
* Fears dieing in combat.
--- * OVERALL HISTORY :
Honeykit was born to Honeyflower and Redfeather, two loyal members of ThunderClan. She had two siblings; a brother named Fogkit and a sister named Mistkit. Their mother died giving birth and Fogkit and Mistkit didn't make it to camp in time. Redfeather decided to name the remaining kit Honeykit in memory of Honeyflower. An old queen whose kits had died early in leaf-bare agreed to raise Honeykit and though Redfeather tried to help raise his remaining kit he fell into a state of depression after Honeyflower's death and died himself a moon later.

At six moons Honeykit was given the apprentice name of Honeypaw and given Blackstream as a mentor. Blackstream raised Honeypaw and taught her everything she knows and maybe even a few extra fighting moves then the other apprentices. In a way Blackstream served as a substitue father for Honeypaw. After Honeypaw broke her front paw after falling into a rabbit hole Blackstream visited her in the medicine cats den, reassureing her that she would be able to get back to training soon.

When she was thirteen moons old Honeypaw became known as Honeyfang, given the fang part of her name for her great hunting skills. She toke great pride in her name and sat happily through vigil that night.

Other then this Honeyfang is a fairly young cat with a history that still needs to come.
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( * OUR FINAL MOMENTS ARE THE ONE WE USE THE FULLEST )
the other little stuff .

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[/color] RULES ARE THERE FOR A REASON :
N/A
--- * FAMOUS LAST WORDS :
N/A
--- * ANYTHING ELSE :
N/A
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( * CREDITS ! )
ohwhoah .

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Hey there, Crow! There is a thing that need to be touched up.

Once you fix this up, bump and I'll come back.[/font]

[Crow]

But there's really not much I could add to the history for that... It's just something she's always had.