~SandClan~ (Open for everyone)

~SandClan~
- Their territory is a semi-desert, with more plants and animals than a real desert would allow.
- Their camp is underground, in a network of tunnels nearby an oasis. The leader usually calls meetings from a low, sandstone ledge in the main cavern.
- They are typically small and wiry, extremely hardy cats that can go for a much longer than usual amount of time without food or water. Their coats are usually a variation of the color brown.

Joining Form:
Name: 
Rank: 
Age: 
Gender: 
Appearance: 
Personality (optional): 
Other: 

My Cats:
Name: Viperstorm
Rank: Deputy
Age: 21 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: She is a short-furred, sandy brown she-cat with long legs and narrow, yellow eyes
Personality (optional): I made this optional so people can do it if they want to, but don't have to do it if they don't want to xD I'm one of the latter
Other: She is a virgin, and prefers it that way.

Name: Nightpaw
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 9 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: She is, unlike most SandClan cats, a black-furred she-cat with white rings on three of her ankles (leaving out the left hind one) and a white patch over her right eye. Her eyes are dark blue.
Personality (optional): She is meek and timid.
Other: She is a virgin, though her core is very sensitive to even the slightest of touches. She is sometimes taunted/bullied for her different coat color.

Name: Rustkit
Rank: Kit
Age: 5 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: She is a long-tailed, golden brown she-cat with very short fur and deep green eyes.
Personality (optional): Nerp :3
Other: A virgin. Duh.



Viperstorm was hunting. She was stalking a kangaroo rat, sliding neatly from each sparse patch of cover, her yellow gaze fixed on her prey. The small, wiry she-cat froze briefly as it stopped to collect something, then slipped forward, creeping carefully closer until she reached the last piece of cover near it; a larger rock about three coyote-lengths away. She crouched in its shadow, her sandy brown coat helping her blend in, waiting for a moment before leaping out of cover, pouncing on the kangaroo rat with ease. She leaned down and neatly nipped its neck, removing her paw when she felt it go limp.

Nightpaw was hiding out in the oasis beside camp. She was laying in the shade of some of the plant life, beside a palm tree. She watched the ripple of the water just a few tail-lengths away and curled her tail up by her side, hoping no one was looking for her nor would find her. 

Rustkit was playing in the main cavern, beside the nursery. She was playing by herself, batting a small pebble was around and pretending it was a coyote, "attacking" it. 



(Tell me if you like the Clan idea, please ;-; )

(I like this! Gimme a little while to come up with some character ideas and I'll join!)

(Yay!)

Name: Vulturebone
Rank: Warrior
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance: http://www.unicohunting.co.za/content/tinymce/plugins/openfile/uploads/images/afr_wild_catb.jpg
Personality (optional): In rp
Other: Was left for dead as a kit and was found moments before a vulture was going to pick him up, thus "Vulture" at the prefix of his name. Not a virgin

Name: Warmsand
Rank: Queen
Age: 22 moons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uH6j5NEBh5Q/TTEUKQeGbdI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rPe2R8phnbQ/s1600/Abyssinian%252BCat%252BColors%252B03.jpg
Personality (optional): In rp
Other: Not a virgin

Name: Tumblekit
Rank: Kit
Age: 4 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance: https://davecenker.files.wordpress.com/2014/09/orange-tabby-cat.jpg
Personality (optional): In rp
Other: Virgin. Named "Tumble" for his prefix because he likes to tumble around like a tumbleweed.

Now we just need to wait for Darkky and/or Dusty

K

Wait! I'm here. Give me a sec

Name: Redheart
Rank: Medicine Cat
Age: 21 Moons (1 Year)
Gender: Female
Appearance: A calico with black, brown, and tan patches with a red tail. Green eye's.
Personality (optional): She is kind and helpful to any animal that needs it.
Other: She is named her name for her red tail, also reminded of a Red Tail Hawk.

Name: Smallpuddle
Rank: Elder
Age: 74 Moons (6 Years)
Gender: Male
Appearance: He is a dark brown Tom with black paws, tail, and around his face with gray ears. Blue eyes.
Personality (optional): He is a sweet old cat but still can be cranky at times.
Other: His warrior name was given to him from stepping in a puddle that day, but the small part is coming from how small he is.

Name: Mousekit
Rank: Kit
Age: 5 Moons (Almost half a year)
Gender: Male
Appearance: He is a brownish/grayish tom with full gray stripes. Amber eyes.
Personality (optional): He is playful and adventurous.
Other: His name comes from the mouse that was brought into the queen's den at the time. Also he has a slight twisted paw on his left front paw.

Now we shall RP

U go ahead then

I already did hehe *points to da top of da page*

Redheart flicked her tail as she carefully counted out how many herbs she had of each one. She was worried about how low her marigold supply was. As she stood up, she slowly started out of her tunnel to find some water before she started out to find herbs.

Smallpuddle sighed, laying his head down as he closed his eyes. Breathing softly he purred, loving the surprisingly damp moss he and Redheart found while he helped her out some.

Mousekit slowly crawled forth, his ears perked up slightly as he did. He was trying to practice hunting but looked like a kangaroo brain doing it. However, he was having fun though trying.

Rustkit accidentally flicked the pebble into Mousekit and bounded over to him. "Sorry!"

Vulturebone yawned loudly, he rolled around in his nest boredly, he had gotten back from hunting a while ago and snorted, his tail lashing.

Warmsand laid in the nursery and groomed herself, purring quietly and letting her eyes close as she relaxed.

Tumblekit mewled happily as he rolled around, running into different things then continuing on his way, he was a strange kit, some say his mother got heat stroke while kitting and it went to Tumblekit's head, he rarely spoke because he couldn't much, he never seemed like he was "normal".

Name: Droughtpaw
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 10 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance: sandy brown with darker flecks throughout his fur. Yellow eyes and a white underbelly.
Other: His parents left the clan during the aforementioned drought, which left him alone at the age of five moons. A very good tracker. Looks to Warmsand as a motherly figure.


Name: Nightfire/Star (Nightstar if Lovebird doesn't mind :3 )
Rank: Warrior/Leader
Age: 28 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance: A stout, muscular frame. Darker brown fur with one tan paw. Piercing Light blue eyes.
Other: Named for his eyes, which normally appear as cold as a desert night.

Name: Whisperingwater
Rank: Warrior
Age: 24 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Appearance: Bright, youthful green eyes on a tan tabby she-cat. Attractive body.
Other: Named for her musical voice.

(Nightstar can be leader )

Viperstorm picked up her kangaroo rat and headed back to camp, taking a cactus wren she had caught earlier with her.

Nightpaw put a paw over her muzzle, continuing to hide in the brush.

(Awesome!)

Nightstar stood alone on a mesa overlooking his territory, smirking in self-satisfaction as he found the entrances to his camp almost impossible to distinguish from the surrounding desert.

Whisperingwater emerged from one of the tunnels, parting her jaws in a loud yawn and beginning to pad towards the oasis.

Droughtpaw blinked awake inside the apprentice's den.

( )

Viperstorm passed underneath her leader without noticing him.

Nightpaw continued to hide.

(omg just realized xD two Nights)

Redheart soon got in the main cave only to see the kits. With a small purr she watched them for a second before heading out of the tunnels towards the upper area of outside.

Smallpuddle curled up, yawning softly. He wondered what it would feel like to be a warrior once more, but didn't really think he could go back to being one.

Mousekit squeaked before turning and seeing Rustkit. "Oh! Its fine!" He meowed softly, kinda small to almost be an apprentice.

(I might make a warrior. Idk XD)

Rustkit picked her pebble back up, managing a muffled, "'Kay. I wa' worrie'."

Nightstar heard movement beneath him and stiffened, ready to bolt at a moment's notice until he realized by scent that it was only Viperstorm. "Hello there," he mewed.

Whisperingwater's ears flicked when she heard a cat padding out of the tunnel to join her. "Oh, hey Redheart."

Droughtpaw blinked sleepily as he moved through the main cave, mewing a greeting to the cats he passed Untik he ducked into the nursery, looking for Warmsand.

(Hold on, gonna make a warrior.)

Viperstorm jumped slightly, dropping her prey in surprise. "Oh, Nightstar! I didn't see you there!"