Sandstorm ~ Cannon application {leader?}

[»Sandstorm]

Which Character?: Standstorm. I was thinking maybe she could take over as leader of the survivors, since none of the actual leaders survived, she takes Firestar's place. And perhaps a twist? She's pregnant, but no one knows it. it doesn't have to be Squirrelflight and Leafpool, though.

Give an RP post of them during the battle. How did they survive?

With a defiant cry, her claws raked through the brown tom's face, blood spatting the muddy earth. She heard his hiss, but She didn't let that slow her down. She ducked down swiftly, slipping under the larger tom's stomach and arching her back. She heard the woosh of air leave his lungs as he was sent to the ground with a thud. It was a useful move she had learned from Whitestorm when he was still her mentor. As quickly as she could, she spun around so she could face her adversary, but she didn't get a chance. She felt long, supported claws hook into her shoulder, and she released a screech of shock and pain as she was whipped around. Forced to face this new opponent, her stunning green eyes locked upon a silver BloodClan she-cat. An instant fury flared inside her, and she launched herself at her, trying her best to ignore the blood coming from her wounded shoulder. She bowled over the silver tabby, sending them both rolling in the mud and blood of the clearing. Sandstorm hissed and let her teeth dive into the flesh of her attacker's throat. She felt claws scrabbling at her belly in an instant, though, and in her panic, released the she-cat.

"What's the matter kitten, afraid of doggy claws?" the BloodClanner spat, showing off her claws.

Sandstorm felt fury burst in a flare. "You oathetic rat!" she growled. With that, she slashed her bloody claws towards the other cat's chest, but she dodged before she could. She was getting tired, and her opponent could tell. The silver tabby cackled and lunged at her. She could onyl cry out as she was toppled over. This gave her an advantage, though. Just as the silver BloodClanner was upon her, Sandstorm's claws latched into her shoulders and flanks, and her fangs buried themselved in her throat. Any cry from the cat was cut off by the blood that flooded her lungs, coughing and sputtering. The she-cat's claws were scratching blindly at her, leaving a few marks, but it wasn't long before she was stilled.

With a grunt, she flung the dead cat from her and forced herself to her paws. Looking around at the battle scene, she struggled to catch her breath. Everyone was fighting their hardest, but it seemed BloodClan would overtake them at any moment. With a start, she noticed something wonderful. Firestar! He had finally been sent back after loosing his life. With a grin, she felt her heart swell with love and pride in her mate and leader. He was going with this! She had faith in him. Watching as he went careening towards Scourge, she gave a battle cry of encouragement. She still felt a horrible sting of the loss of her mentor, Whitestorm, but Firestar was still here, with her. He would win this, they would go home, and he would love her and care for her as they both rebuilt the Clan. And we could start with our kits.

She couldn't keep on the wistful thinking for long, though. Giving her mate one last glance, she spun around to face the next BloodClanner. With renewed hope and power surging through her, she rushed to the aid of Sorrelpaw, jumping on the back of a black tom. He fell onto his back in an instant, though, crushing her with his larger size. Sandstorm tried to get him off, but he was far to large. Sorrelpaw was there in a heartbeat, though, managing to aggrivate him enough to get him off. Suddenly, there was a loud screech of pain, louder than she'd heard all night, and she spun around. What she saw made her heart freeze.

She watched as her leader, her mate, her love, her Firestar spasm in pain and fall limp. Again. Again. A loud, screeching, lost caterwal erupted from her as she raced to where Scourge stood over Firestar, her heart pounding. This can't be happening. It can't. Not Firestar. Not him! She skidded to a stop as her love reached his last life, and crouched down beside him. No one made a move to stop her.

"Firestar!" she cried, nudging her nose into his neck. "Please, please, don't leave me!"

She watched as his beautiful green eyes opened to meet hers. They glittered and shone with fire, with love and passion that none could match. Her heart wrenched. "Sandstorm..." it was the last word that he breathed, before he fell limp again. This time, he wouldn't come back. "No! No, no, no, no, NO!" she shrieked. She drew her tongue over his face, his ears, his head, his shoulder... but he didn't stir. She could hear her Clanmates calling her name, telling her to run, but it was all muted. All she could hear was a horrible roaring in her ears. This couldn't be real. She could only stare in numb dispair at her once great leader and love's fiery orange pelt, dulling as the fire and life faded from his body, passing into StarClan. Fianlly, looking up, she realized her Clans were retreating. She leaped to her paws and was shoved by one of her Clanmates. She wasn't sure who. She looked wildly about, numb with her pain. She only saw Scourge once in the fray, but she saw a smile on his face. She felt fury rise, but was soon fleeing. She was leaving her territory behind, her home, her memories... everything. She was leaving Firestar behind.

I swear by StarClan, and by you, Firestar... you will be avenged, and Scourge will die.

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[ZeMoufette]

Awesome bio, accepted ^^ I think Sandstorm would make a good leader. The kits can be Leafkit and Squirrelkit if you want, but as it's your character, feel free to change it to something else. Since she became pregnant long long before the battle, it should be a while before they come.

Also, I now have Don't Leave Me by P!nk stuck in my head XD But anyways, welcome to Shattered!

[»Sandstorm]

Awsome! Thanks! :] I can't wait to start roleplaying.