Sandstorm }{ leader of Lionclan

[✖ Ilyich]

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Name: Sandstorm
Age: 29 moons
Gender: she-cat
Breed: american shorthair mix
Clan: lionclan
Rank: leader

Look in my eyes tell me I'm alright
I don't know if I'm still alive

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Build: agile and strong of limb.
Fur color: pale ginger.
Markings: barely visible tabby.
Eye color: pale green.
Scars/wounds: long claw marks to hips and a torn ear.

If this is goodbye forever's just a lie
big enough to make you want to try

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Personality:
determined. stubborn. reliable.
Sandstorm is a rather hard headed woman, with very little room for change in her mind. Decisions once made are obnoxiously difficult to change, and upon their alteration they will be even firmer. She finds it difficult to admit that another may have a better plan or a smarter way, and as such pretends they are all wrong. It is a horrid habit the warrior is well aware of and is attempting to repair with little success. Despite the trait's disadvantages it does make Sandstorm an extremely reliable character. She would never let another down on purpose, and the promises she makes are as solid as stone. The leader is bound and determined to get her way in just about everything, and though she is aware now out of her youth that not everything can bend as she wishes it, Sandstorm still grows annoyed when things do not go the way she planed them to.


patient. strategic. clever.
Being a hunter by nature the she-cat finds patience to be an easy thing. Despite having a relatively short temper in some situations Sandstorm is well known for her ability to remain calm in a situation that would draw ire from most other cats. The feline can be trusted to not rush blindly, and as such often thinks through all the possible problems created by any one solution. When she was an apprentice the warrior could often be rash or high strung but such things have faded from her as she has become more thoughtful and a bit anxious. Sandstorm is a cunning cat, who despite her general air of good will is not above pulling pranks out of spite. She is quick to come up with battle plans and is generally a good person to ask should a decision need to be made.

introverted. grieving. lonely.
Surrounded by clanmates old and new Sandstorm feels bitterly alone. She is well aware that she is not the only cat missing others, and thinks herself selfish for her hurts. The new leader misses Firestar fiercely, but feels a great amount of anger that he and the rest of starclan find it amusing to ignore the clans in need. As such Sandstorm has taken to hiding her feelings as she once would not have. It would not due to worry Lionclan, after all. Everyone is grieving, they must have at least one cat who seems completely sane. If only as a poster child. Never the less the woman feels sick to her core, and can often be found star gazing at night though she tries to hide the fact from her warriors.

puts up a front. distracts. active.
Sandstorm plays charades on a daily basis. Having no real ability to talk about her feelings, and fearing what would happen to her clan if she were to reveal them, the tawny tabby generally just musters through. She would rather lie to her dearest friends then allow them to think her weak or broken for a second. Sandstorm is under the impression that her courage can not be matched by pain. Lionclan is weak and hurting, it needs to be led by some cat with strength in their heart. This is what she fights to show. She wants to help her clan mates out of their grief and in doing so mires herself further. Firestar can wait, just as he's made her wait. No matter how much she loved that annoying ginger tom, Sandstorm can not help but feel ill towards him at times. Lost and tired the she-cat pulses her annoyances and grievances to Starclan and upon not being answered falls farther towards disrepair.

You had your scars but I never thought
that you would give me mine

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Family: Redtail; father. Brindleface; mother. Spottedleaf; aunt. Firestar; mate. Mentor; Whitestorm.
History:
-born to redtail and brindleface as a single kit.
-made an apprentice alongside dustpaw and ravenpaw.
-torments firepaw for most of his apprenticeship for bad blood.
-is saved from death by fireheart at the gorge during battle.
-begins to try and make friends with the warrior.
-is on fireheart's side about taking in cloudkit.
-is apart of the battle against brokenstar within the shadowclan camp.
-is named sandstorm for her bravery in battle.
-completes vigil alongside dustpelt.
-begins to worry for bluestar's sanity after tigerclaw is chased out.
-discovers thunderpath tunnel alongside fireheart.
-helps rescue cloudpaw from the twolegs.
-helps out during fire and in the rebuilding process.
-is against secret peace treaty with windclan but joins patrol.
-openly together with fireheart.
-one of the cats in the dog patrol.
-joins fight with bloodclan, and upon seeing the clan loosing calls the retreat.
-begins to pick up the pieces, gathering everyone she can before leaving.
-takes lionclan east for a long wile before running into the Tribe.
-after a moon of peace she leads the clan to it's new home to prepare.

And now war's declared
trying the battle lines

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