Mandalore Canderous Ordo

[Claire Seven]

. : About Me : .

My name is Sandstripe.
I'm a proud member of Seaclan.
I'm a Tom, I should know.
I'm 21 moons >> 25 moons (timeskip).
I'm a warrior.
My kin include Mother (Deceased) , Father (Deceased) .

. : A Little Bit More : .

My favorite things!
• Play-fighting with the kits
• Being in water
• Exploring the territory
• The feeling of a successful hunt
• Sleep

My least favorite things...
• The feeling of sleep trying to overwhelm me when I'm awake
• Fights between clans.
• Crow-food
• mouse-brain ideas.
• Leaf-bare

And, my fears.
• Fear of lightning and thunder destroying the camp.

. : Getting Personal : .

I'm not going to change, it's who I am.
Sandstripe is a tough, cautious tom. Back when he was a stout, little kit, he was adventurous and kept trying to sneak out the nursery, some succussful, some that ended with a gentle cuff to the ear. He became his over-cautious self when his big ego decided to wander a bit too near the cliffs where the sun-drown place is. He has a calm, cool, competitive personality and because he's jumpy, he's quick to react if something's wrong. He has a soft side to kits of any,

It's what I am, like it or not.
Sandstripe is a medium-sized, lean-looking tom with a dark sandy-looking pelt with stripes. He has bright, green, eyes that tends to show a lot of color during the day. His tail seems (Just seems! No special power or something here.) to became slightly silver in the moon. He has heard from the older warriors and elders that he greatly resembles his father, even to the extent of some of the elders calling him by his father's name.

My history, don't go poking around!
Sandstripe was born to Silvertail and a father that died when Silvertail was in labor. Back then, Sandstripe loved to run around and feel free, no duties as an apprentice or the responsibilities of a warrior. He visited the story-telling elders often, enjoying each tales of an ancient warrior. Despite all the freedom he already had, he sneaked out the nursery, out of camp and to the cliffs to see the sun drown place. In a stroll near the sun-drown place, an unstable edge broke and Sandkit lost his balance. His mother appeared from nowhere and managed to grab Sandkit. He opened his mouth to apologize not staying in the nursery, but when he looked back, his mother was gone, nowhere to be seen. He went back to camp and into the nursery, changed.