Sandstripe;; Only Wishes she were Medicine Cat

[Emily]

Name | Sandstripe

Gender | She-cat

Age | 15 Moons

Rank | Warrior

Clan | MeadowClan

Beliefs| Sandstripe is a firm believer, though she does not have an obsession whereas StarClan is her all - she still believes the cats have a place in her life and heart. She feels a close connection with these starry cats, but also believes that not everything is controlled by StarClan. That sometimes you just have to let it pass by, knowing its up to the living cats now, that will help the situation.

Parents | Bright-Nose {mother, NP}; Soot {father, NP}

Siblings | Ashpaw, Tawnypaw, Silverkit [deceased, no longer in clan]

Other Kin | None

Mate | Not Yet

Crush | Not Yet

Kits | Not Yet

Apprentice/Mentor | Not Yet

Appearance | Sandstripe is a very petite cat, with a thin frame and slender legs. She has a sandy, light cream pelt which coats her every except for a dark mottled mask, coated ears, and a thick marble-striped tail. Her clean, thin pelt is surprisingly very soft and always ruffles even in the calmest of breezes.

Her mask is dark, over her two "cheeks" and riding upward like a canoe faintly beneath her eyes, getting lighter and lighter, getting dotted with more chestnut than charcoal. It daggers up her between her eyes, curving off slightly over her eyes like brows. Mixed in are various chestnuts, giving her a calico or tortie mask. Sandstripe has a little black nose, and many white whiskers sprout from her cheeks and atop her eyes. She has dark, nearly black ears, always alert and swiveling around. This she-cat has a beautiful deep blue gaze, like a marble. It has a navy tint, mysterious and friendly all at once.

Her tail, long, getting much thicker at the tip - is charcoal, like her mask, and then goes along the top of her tail as a stripe. Thick and expanded, large stripes branch off from that stripe which also follows straight along her whole spine, going up her neck and spreading onto her ears.

Personality | Sandstripe is and always has been a loyal, determined, sweet cat with a big heart. Even if her past gives her the right to be a stubborn, upset, tempered she-cat with childish reactions even, she has held on to her hope and faith - and have accepted her past without creating a gap in her life.

As a youngster she had more spunk, was a little wilder, so she silently understands all the young apprentices. She now has a sweet, motherly like nature - and is always defending her friends and family with her life on the line. Her Clan is both of those, perhaps more; the bond she holds with her clan mates and StarClan is closer than most. Sandstripe is gentle and cares for all, though her rage for those who harm any friend or clan mate - can spread like a wildfire throughout her entire body just giving her the urge to leap and end their life right there.

She has determination and near to never gives up - never says 'there is no hope now.' Her nature of determination, strong courage and faith in others and herself, gentleness and unfaltering bond with StarClan blossoms the opinion she could have been and should have been the Medicine Cat.

Sandstripe has always been gifted with wisdom at a young age, and she always finds a peaceful way inside her mind of how her Clan can get around tough spots. Unless there is no other way but battle, her strategies are also quite simple and yet tricky to figure out if you're on the other side.


Skills | She may be a cat on the smaller side, without the bulge of muscles rippling beneath her thin pelt, but the long, lean legs for speed and agility - but she contains strength many did not believe until they saw her skill in battle and training.

Her biggest skills are in the category of swiftness, and she can easily twist around others in combat giving her an obvious advantage over the stronger but slower cats. Her strength also lies in her claws and her balanced frame with the help of her long, striped tail - powerful hind quarters also come in handy.

Sandstripe has been gifted with wisdom, and a extremely close bond with StarClan. Sometimes receiving dreams from her ancient ancestors. Her way of strategies and her usage of both swiftness and then a big boost of strength is always a winner with her.

History | Sandstripe, daughter to Bright-Nose and Soot, was born in a litter of five. The tiniest of them all, passed quickly at birth, leaving the four kits remaining. Silver, Ash, Tawny, and herself: Sand. Born as simple rogues, they lived a tough life without Clan support. They grew together, close siblings without much rivalry, always defending each other from their father who with his own abusive past had begun to get the nasty habit to sink in.

Bright-Nose knew she had to protect her kits from any danger, avoiding her mate more and more. As time went by, Silver was lost to her father - killing the kit with a brutal "game" of toss. All because she had awaken the tom in a peaceful sleep. By then, Sand and the others were scared - huddling together beneath their mother hoping for protection; asking StarClan [even though rogues, they had a belief of Starclan] to humble their father's heart - or to rid of him if that was what needed to be done.

Shortly afterwards, the small family took a run from Soot, not nearly as relucatantly as they would have before. This dangerous game with him had gone too far. Sand and the others were apprentice age: 9 moons, when they had discovered the clanlife forming and joined MeadowClan's rankings without hesitation.

They had become quite accustomed to clanlife and caught on quickly to their ways, as well as fitting in for their firm belief in StarClan beforehand. Sand, Ash, and Tawny became Sandpaw, Ashpaw, and Tawnypaw - and had gained full confidence in the others.

Nothing dramatic went on during their short time there, and though all three apprentices were already at the age of turning into warriors, they were held back a little longer than the others.

She had always watched and heard of the old medicine cats and imagined how wonderful it would be to care and watch over sick and injured cats. She has always dreamed to be a medicine cat, to learn the herbs - to do the job. The she-cat's determination, as well as fondness for injured cats were sure signs of good makings from Cedarstar and Icetail. But her dream was left a dream... someone else was chosen to be medicine cat apprentice.

The memory of awaiting the oppurtunity to be Medicine Cat Apprentice and it being offered to another certainly broke her spirit. The disappointment will always linger in her heart.

Finally after only little time through training, they were prepared to become warriors. To Sandpaw's dissapointment, Tawnykit and her mother were lost to Green cough in leaf-bare. But Sandpaw's ceremony continued, and she is now known as Sandstripe.

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