Post by Milk on Mar 18, 2012 9:50:26 GMT -5
SANDSTAR, she-cat leader of wind clan
Anyone can be strong, it's having the intelligence to use that strength that sets you apart.
[/size]PERSONALITY:Sandstar has a very on edge personality, only wanting the best for her clan being willing to do anything short of breaking the warrior code to get it. She is extremely proud and won't openly ask other clans for help. She blames the Skyclan for the death of their previous leader, having lost the last of his two lives on the journey to their new home. She is not afraid to say exactly what is on her mind other cats be damned. Sandstar won't back down from a challenge, especially not one from another clan. She's afraid of being views as weak and takes a personal care to prove how strong she is on many occasions. She doesn't want anyone to have any doubts that she deserves to be the leader of the windclan. She has a good mind and takes great care in planning for invasion and having her deputy drill all of the windclan cats in defenses and in escape routes for the queens and kits.
Appearance:Sandstar is a sleek and thin fawn colored cat. Her pelt has slightly darker spots on it, making camouflage easy when hiding in dead grass on the moors. Her belly is a creamy white color, the total effect making her look rather nice all in all. She has dull amber colored eyes that match the rest of her color scheme. She has long lanky legs good for running long distances. She has a small body in comparison to most of the cats, having an extremely feminine frame. Her tail has a few dark rings on it rather than spots like the rest of her body. Its also longer than most of the moor cats tails, making it her way to have cats follow her through the grass. By sticking it up above the grass.
REASON FOR NAME: Sand - The color of her pelt Star - Her position of clan leader.
FAMILY:
- Spottedpelt - Mother / Elder
- Shadenose - Father / Dead
- Grasstail - Brother / Warrior
HISTORY:Sandkit was born to Spottedpelt and Shadenose, two warriors of the windclan. Both her and her brother Grasskit were healthy kits and happy enough in the nursery. Sandkit was the quite one and her brother the active one. Being the only kits in the nursery at the time they became extremely close, doing everything together. They even shared their first piece of fresh kill. Their father was killed in a boarder dispute when they hit five moons. Sandkit never forgave the shadowclan for it. She grew up harboring a grudge against the clan. Other than their father dying there was no great eventfulness of their kithood.
Like all kits before them they were apprenticed at six moons. Sandpaw was apprenticed to Featherpaw, the clans deputy. Her brother was apprenticed to Dewspot. They worked through their training together and fought most of their battles together. They even drove off a family of foxes together. All was going great until one night she caught her brother sneaking out of the camp. He was meeting a female from the shadowclan, a pretty one named Smoketail. Their romance lasted their entire apprenticeship and into their warriorhood.
Sandfur knew her brothers dirty secret but still she didn't tell anyone about it. She stayed and watched as her brother kept seeing the she-cat. Smoketail ended up having kits, two toms. There was no way she could stay silent any longer, telling their clan leader about the romance. There was a huge ordeal, Grasstail wanting to go and stay with Smoketail but the shadow clan refused to accepted him. He would never see his kits. He was furious with Sandfur and refused to speak to her for the longest time. Their leader lost the last of her lives to the invasion of twolegs and feathertail became next in line. She named Sandfur deputy. With the further invasion of twolegs they had to move on. Feathertail lost all but one her lives on the perilous journey and when they reached their new home gave up her last life for younger cat to become leader.
ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE:Sandstar padded in between the briars. The fawn colored catwas checking for breeches in the walls. She had to make sure that their camp was safe. The whole clan was depending on her and her alone. The night air ruffled her pelt, causing her to feel the chill in the air. Even though it was newleaf there was still a chill in the air. She just wanted to make sure that everyone could feel safe here. Most of them thought she was too inexperienced to be the leader but she knew she could do it. There was no way she would let them down. Never.
OTHER: Anything else to add?
Other Characters: not yet
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