HoneySuckle District 12

Has dirty blonde hair that is so dark it almost looks brown. In areas with alot of light though, traces of blonde can be seen on the outer layer of her thick hair. Honeysuckle's hair goes down, past her shoulders and down to the middle of her thin back. Most of her body is quite thin, especially her face, which looks like it has been hollowed out. Honeysuckle has deep brown eyes that are as brown as mud. She usually keeps them hidden shyly beneath her hair. She has thin eyelashes and eyebrows. Her face is a little pretty, with a mask of innocence that is very helpful to her. Honeysuckle has straight teeth, but due to an accident, is missing a bottom tooth. The hole is shone whenever she smiles, so she doesn't smile much.

Honeysuckle is small for her age, being only 4 feet tall. On her chest, her ribs show, and her legs are quite skinny. This is mostly from being hungry most days. Honeysuckle, despite looking innocent in some areas, has scars showing her expirience beyond her years. Her eyes can show you all the deaths she witnessed, all the fake friendships, and even all the betrails she's been the victim to. But, even so, her eyes never shed tears. She looks almost emotionless sometimes. So serious for her age.

Honeysuckle, well. Nobody really knows her well. Not even her parents. She's often in a world quite her own. She's not really shy... Just not very talktive. Honeysuckle is very imaginative, and more of a listener than a talker. She is very smart, despite her young appearance, and age. But, even though she is imaginative she knows exactly where the line of reality and fairytales meet. She has never really believed any fairytales or fictional stories, even when she was young.

Honeysuckle absolutely hates her name. She wished she had an atleast slightly normal name, like her sister's, Iris. Honeysuckle loves the name Iris, and sometimes wishes it was her own.

Honeysuckle is very serious. She takes things in life very seriously, but does have a sort of hidden sense of humor. Nobody has almost ever seen this side of her though, especially in her later years. Honeysuckle doesn't get jelous easily. She doesn't mind being ignored either, or even told to stop talking the few times she actually does. But when people disrespect her she fights back, mostly because she doesnt believe karma.

Honeysuckle is quite friendly. She tries to be nice to people, even if they don't really listen. But she is quite dark, and too serious, and barely ever smiles.

Honeysuckle was born into a poor family. Her mother had just married again after her former husband died in a mine collaspe. Her mother couldn't take care of her daughters alone so a marriage was arranged with a slightly more wealthy man. It seemed too good to be true that he even married her, and she finally had enough money so her daughters didn't go to sleep hungry every night.

Honeysuckle's mother named all of her daughters after flowers. The oldest daughter was named Iris. The second eldest was named Aster. And finally, the youngest was named Honeysuckle. Honeysuckle got the nickname Honey from her sister Aster. She was the most close to Aster, even though they were 6 years apart. Iris, not so much. Iris seemed distant, and not really intrested in either of her sisters. She ussually focused more on her friends than family.

Before Honeysuckle was 6, she giggled alot. She loved fairytales. Aster would read to her all the time. But one night, Honeysuckle found Aster crying in bed. She said she was afriad she'd be reaped. Honeysuckle didn't know what to say. The next day was the reaping. Aster actually did get reaped, even though Honeysuckle didn't believe it until they returned home. Honeysuckle cried all up until Aster died, in the bloodbath. She didn't cry ever again after that.

Honeysuckle was 7 when her father left them. He took all the money they had, and would have taken the house too. Her mother cried horribly, and Iris just watched. Honeysuckle tried to comfort her but nothing would work. Honeysuckle left, and wandered the streets aimlessly. She soon saw her father, standing in the street kissing another woman. It broke her heart. She rushed away, but didn't cry. She just faced the facts.

It was after that, her mother became very mean. She yelled at Honeysuckle often, telling her exactly what to do, and always talking to her as if she'd caused all the misery in her life. She took it though, and knew her mother was just sad. One night, a little whiles after her 8th birthday, she found her mother brushing Iris' pretty hair affectionately. Iris really was pretty... Honey.. Well she was just a disgrace. Thats probably why her mother yelled at her each day, thats why that father she once knew left her. Because she had an ugly daughter. A horrible, ugly daughter. Once again, Honeysuckle held her emotions inside. She left the house with little more than a warm coat, and never returned. But one thing she did take was an empty journal. She planned to write in it, so maybe one day someone would find it. Honeysuckle wanted to be remembered, if she died. Just for some reason....

Honeysuckle found a secret rebel company, in which she joined, to do something important in her life. She was sent into the woods with some others, to help investigate things. She joined a little before her 9th birthday, after begging on the streets for a few months, and barely keeping away from starvation. She still helps the company now.