Sandstrike (ASPENCLAN)

[kalina]

SANDSTRIKE

Why do you shun me for who I am?

FOR I AM SANDSTRIKE
of the great AspenClan

Age: 15 Moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior

How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown?

WHEN MY PELT IS BROWN
and my eyes are blue

Scars: None
Appearance: Sandstrike is a small but agile cat. She has large blue eyes that shine in the light of the sun and moon. Her soft brownish red pelt is good for blending in with rocks in Clan territory. She has a long slightly fluffy tail that she likes to take care of when she is not on border patrol or hunting. Her darker brown stripes are part of why she is called Sandstrike. Even though she is small and looks defenseless don’t let it fool you, she still has a bite that’s almost as sharp as her claws, so don’t get on her bad side. Though most think she doesn’t have one.

Why do you judge me for what I’ll become?

JUST BECAUSE I’M KIND AND SERIOUS

Personality: Sandstrike is kind yet firm. Her father taught her that the warrior code is the most important thing to follow besides your heart. Her mother taught her that not every cat is bad, there's good in everyone deep down. She believes that but she also knows some are just cruel cats all the way through. She is serious when it comes to discipline but she knows not to be too hard on apprentices because she was one once herself. She can be a little sarcastic at times but it rarely shows. She always seems to have a happy attitude about everything even on a bad day. She does have a bad side even if she doesn’t show it. There are a few times when she’s let anger get the better of her but she always calms herself down by going to train alone. The only time she’s ever been known to cry was at her parent’s last sharing of tongues.
Preferences: She likes to watch what's going on in the camp, hunt and listen to the elders. She dislikes bullies, general wrong doing, and the smell of garlic.
Secret Ambitions: To be s great mother like hers was.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Her strengths are stealth and speed. Her weaknesses are kits and elders.

How am I punished for what my kin has done?

EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE DEAD AND GONE

Family: Leafdrop (Queen-Deceased) Quicktrot (Tom Warrior- Deceased)
Event that Lead to being a Warrior: Her parent's deaths shortly after her apprenticeship began. She trained harder and longer to become the Warrior she is now.
History: Sandstrike was born to Leafdrop a very kind gentle queen and a great warrior in his time named Quicktrot. She was given the name Sandkit for her sand colored fur. She was a very quiet kit but loved to roam away from the nursery sometimes making a fuss around camp. She would always sneak away to the elders den where she could listen to their stories. After she turned 7 moons old it was time for her to be made an apprentice, that's when she was given the name Sandpaw. She loved being an apprentice because that meant she could hunt for the clan and go on border patrol runs. Her mentor ended up being her father who taught her everything he knew. Sadly only a few moons after her apprenticeship began her parents caught a horrible illness that took them away before they could find the herbs to cure them. So she trained hard as an apprentice and was awarded the title Warrior and the name Sandstrike hopefully making her parents proud.
Sample RP: Sandstrike looked around the clearing and smiled. Everything seemed alright, she turned her head towards the fresh kill pile and noticed it was a little low. Nodding to herself she exited the camp and went in search for a rabbit or two. Slowly she hide herself behind a rock when she caught to fresh scent of a rabbit that seemed to have wondered off from it's hole. Once she had it in sight she crouched down to wait for it to move a little closer. Soon it was only a few paw steps away. 'Thank goodness I'm downwind.' she thought before she pounced and bit it's neck to make a clean kill. Happily she walked back to the camp with some new fresh kill.

You call me by the name I’ve lied
I meet in secret with those who've died
Though life is not’ but treachery
This life is all the life in me