Roleplay Type:World of Equestria RP Name:Honey "Water Wings" Dew Sex:Female Age:Filly Species:Pegasus Eye Color:Yellow-Brown; Can also be described as honey colored Coat Color:very dark blue Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style:light blue,incredibly thick, flowing, long Physique:Tall,Graceful, Average weight Cutie Mark:Eighth note surrounded by water-like swirls Origin/Residence:Gallopagus Islands Occupation:Marine Scientist; Helps keep the oceans clean, Cares for animals Motivation:Loved to fly since she was a foal. Would sing Unfortunately she lost her ability to fly after a horrible tropical storm. She later learned to love swimming. Likes:Water, Reminiscing about her days of flight, Singing, Marine life Dislikes: Lightning, Being called "flightless bird", Seeing others cry Character Summary Honey Dew was born to two Weather Pegasus in Stalliongrad. She played happily in the snow for most of her foalhood until she finally learned to fly. She dreamed of becoming a weather Pegasus throughout her whole childhood. Honey graduated as one of the best fliers in her class. However, she left without a cutie mark. Honey was continuously called a blank flank. To pursue a career better career and escape ridicule she left the frigid land of Stalliongrad and settled in the Gallopagus Islands. There she managed to be one of the few young Fillies accepted as an apprentice for the weather ponies. Honey was so excited to be accepted. Every morning she flew happily over the ocean, creating glimmering patterns of sea foam and churning gentle waves. Flying was her passion, until she got caught in one of the high grade storms. Honey was hit by a large tree branch. She fell to the ground and tried to get back up. A searing pain shot up her shoulder and she realized that her left wing was damaged. After weeks with no recovery Honey was forced out of her apprenticeship with the weather ponies. Honey searched for a new teacher. Many doors were slammed in her face due to her lack of a mark. Still, losing her affinity was worse than anything she could ever imagine. One day Honey had slipped into a realm of despair. She went outside of her beachside cottage and took a walk along the rippling waves. She reminisced her days of soaring high in the sky. Those days ended before her life had truly began. Honey recalled the free feeling of air whipping through her mane. She remembered droplets kissing her coat. Suddenly she began to sing a lullaby her mother taught her as a foal. "Sweet sweet wings above air, above sky, pouring down, down comes the rain". She sang with an open heart. The ocean seemed to sing with her. The waves danced upon the glistening shore. Fish jumped in the air, reaching vainly and blissfully for the sun. Honey looked upon the water and felt a flip in her chest. She found her new passion. An eight note formed on her flank. It was surrounded in wild, colorful swirls. The newly created mark appeared to be luminous in the sunlight. Honey found her calling in life. Honey Finally obtained the mark. It took a while, but she now had one and that was all that mattered. Ponies began to look at her through a new lens. She was no longer the soaring blank flank, but a filly with much potential.
