#sandstorm.txt

[dreamairss]

sorry this occasionally [quite often] becomes an emo band blog

[lesbian-kitties]

headcanon #3

Daisy is a perfect pansexual.

Submitted by anonymous!

[lesbiansandstorm]

hi dovewing

[lesbiansandstorm]

yes i am biased but sandstorm is one of the best characters in the series and deserved so much more than a mate who thought average toms would be better deputies than her and lusted over a dead cat. she deserved better than daughters and grandkits (except alderheart) that treated her like any other clanmate instead of family. she deserved better than dying far from her home due to a wound caused by a fence. 

[lesbiansandstorm]

I rewrote the prologue to my Sandstar AU story, feedback would really be appreciated <3

you can read it here or on ffn

Mid Leaf-fall, late afternoon: ThunderClan camp.

A sombre, eerie silence hung over the ravine. At this point in the afternoon, the camp would usually be bustling with activity; patrols should be returning, apprentices should be bounding through the thorn barrier after a long day of hunting or training. Kits should be causing mischief and getting under the paws of warriors. Instead, everything was still, the day’s productivity coming to a halt as the Clan formed in a ragged circle around three unmoving bodies.

The largest was positioned in the centre, its fur ruffled and damp, its limbs and neck twisted at awkward, unnatural angles. It showed no trace of the formidable regality it had possessed when alive.

The quiet was suddenly broken by a low, lamenting wail from a large tom; his white fur standing on end and his grey ears flat to his head. Beside him, a golden tabby she-cat pushed her way through the crowd and began to paw desperately at the second body, its black-and-white fur torn and bloodied almost beyond recognition. More voices joined the large tom, their pained yowls and shocked cries echoing around the walls of the camp.

A sharp cough from the outskirts of the group caused the mourning cats to quickly settle back into silence, heads bowing respectfully as an old and grizzled grey she-cat ambled her way towards the bodies. She began whispering hushed prayers as she nosed the three, too soft for the others to hear. A smaller grey cat approached her side, trembling, and awkwardly dropped a bundle of herbs at the elder one’s paws, before being nudged in the direction of a snow-white queen. The old she-cat started to groom the largest body, attempting to smooth its fur and make it look more like a cat and less like a broken corpse. She stiffened as she noticed unusual marks on its neck, ones that did not befit the assumed cause-of-death. With one swipe of her paw, the fur was parted in a way that obscured the damning evidence. Tail slightly bristling, she turned her attention to the third body.

The third one was the smallest of the three; its pelt was torn by lacerations, its face was mangled and maimed. Its tail, however, gave the slightest twitch, causing exclamations of shock to ripple through the surrounding cats. That sign of life was the only good thing to result from that evening.

Mid Leaf-fall, moonhigh. ThunderClan camp.

Sandstorm sat outside the medicine den, her fluffy tail curled neatly over her paws. Yellowfang had assigned the young ginger tabby to guard the entrance to the den, for reasons unknown. I guess this gives me time to process my thoughts. She glanced over her shoulder at Cinderpaw, her former apprentice. The small grey cat was currently crouched over Brightpaw’s nest, not taking her eyes off her sister. Cinderpaw had hardly spoken a word since Tigerclaw and Graystripe had returned to camp with the bodies of Bluestar, Swiftpaw, and Brightpaw.

According to the new Clan leader, the adventurous apprentices stumbled upon a pair of vicious dogs that had attacked them near the gorge, killing Swiftpaw and nearly doing the same to Brightpaw. Graystripe and Tigerstar showed up a few moments too late, to witness Bluestar sacrificing herself; jumping over the gorge to her death and leading the dogs to the same fate. It all seems a little too convenient for Tigerclaw. They were meant to be hunting on the RiverClan border, surely they would have heard the fighting and rushed to help sooner? 

Since returning with the bodies, Tigerclaw had named Graystripe deputy, and set off for the Moonstone immediately. I’m not surprised, since Gray was his apprentice, but it’s obvious some cats aren’t happy with his choice, Darkstripe especially.

Sandstorm sighed, and began absentmindedly tapping her paw against the ground, a habit she had formed when nervous. The young tabby had never quite trusted the new leader. His constant cold front and apparent lack of empathy made her nervous, while that was part of what made him a strong deputy, she felt like she always had to be on guard around him. I’ve never shaken the thought that he was responsible for my father’s death. The memory was as clear as if it had occurred yesterday. 

She had been standing in the clearing as Tigerclaw dropped Redtail’s lifeless body in front of Bluestar, claiming he was struck down by Oakheart, who in turn was killed by a rockfall. Graystripe, Graypaw then, had backed up his mentor’s words without a hint of uncertainty. Sandstorm remembered the way Runningwind had fallen over his mate’s body in shock, and the way Ravenpaw anxiously spluttered in disbelief as Tigerclaw spoke. I’m convinced he knew more than he let on. I wish I could talk to him. The young tom had disappeared a moon later. 

Since that fateful night, when she was just a young apprentice, Sandstorm had been plagued with repetitive nightmares on occasion. Her father, the brave and noble deputy leading ThunderClan into battle, his outraged, pain-filled cry as sharp claws caught his throat, a dark shadow looming over the battlefield.

No. Not here, not now. You are a warrior, not a kit. You shouldn’t let this affect your duties. You are a warrior. A warrior. Sandstorm stood up, heart racing, and shook her fur, hoping her troubled thoughts would leave as easily as they had intruded. She sat down again and resumed her position, fixing her gaze on a bright star overhead, trying not to let herself get caught up in memories again. 

[lesbiansandstorm]

I was thinking about how... boring Lionblaze’s character is. I liked him as an apprentice, but I would have liked to see some form of weakness exploited more - we got him accidentally killing Russetfur, which bothered him for a bit, and earlier on there was his training with Tigerstar, and his worry that he’d get too mad and kill Heathertail.. 

Consider: he continues to be manipulated by Tigerstar as an apprentice and young warrior, not as a Dark Forest trainee, but as Tigerstar’s personal project. Lionblaze knows Tigerstar is bad but values his training, and inwardly he is surprised that Tigerstar hasn’t asked him to do anything bad like spy on a Clanmate or injure another cat (like how Hawkfrost gave Ivypaw the idea to convince Firestar to attack ShadowClan).

After the true parentage of Lionblaze and his siblings is revealed, after Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw have broken up, Brambleclaw discovers Lionblaze has been training with Tigerstar and talks to him about it, initially being concerned for his foster son, but becoming frustrated when he defends Tigerstar and refuses to listen, resulting in the pair being quite angry, fur ruffled, tails lashing. 

Lionblaze tries to walk off but Brambleclaw follows him, Lionblaze turns and swipes him, (with no malicious intent, like the cat equivalent of shoving someone away when they get too close), but accidentally catches his claws in his father’s throat (with Lionblaze’s strength, this is a bad injury - assume an artery or major blood vessel was opened idk anatomy) causing him to bleed out at Lionblaze’s paws. Lionblaze could then hear Tigerstar’s voice in his head, saying his son was always weak, horrifying the golden tom.

From here, it could go a few different ways:

1- Jayfeather could sense his brother’s intense emotions and arrive on the scene, possibly helping Lionblaze cover up Brambleclaw’s death by saying it was a passing rogue, or some other excuse, the guilt torments both the toms.

2- Lionblaze could own up to what he did, I doubt Firestar would exile him, but he could be an outcast among his Clan, causing him to not care so much about the prophecy.

[lesbiansandstorm]

hes trans

source 

[lesbiansandstorm]

so it is assumed that whitestorm encouraged firestar to pick graystripe as deputy when he was dying in the bloodclan battle, correct?

kinda bothers me that whitestorm thought graystripe (who'd chosen silverstream over his clan, neglected brackenpaw, and came crawling back because he couldn't be loyal to riverclan) was more capable than sandstorm, the cat he himself had mentored

[lesbiansandstorm]

[lesbiansandstorm]

am struggling a bit lmao, a vent. pls like if u read it all, if you can. long post.

mentions of parents, homophobia, abuse, suicide, self harm. brief, not graphic.

so like. i wanna move out and get away from my toxic mother. shes homophobic, to the point where i’d probably be disowned anyway if i came out.

i dont know how long i can stay closeted for, it. hurts. so much. not only that, she restricts me a lot - won’t let me buy or wear certain clothes, for example. (if i had my way, i’d shop in the mens section for most things.)

i’m not just hiding being gay, i’m also hiding all my mental shit. i am 100%!!! sure i have adhd. also have struggled with eating issues/s.h./s*icide attempts and so on. mother thinks mental illnesses are fake, wouldnt let me see anyone and would likely shame me for even bringing it up.

seeming i’m 18, i should be able to go and get myself diagnosed and maybe medicated, specifically for the adhd, preferably. 

some issues with this: paying for the appointment, paying for medication. we have public/private healthcare (hell yeah australia), but the physical cards are required - my mother keeps them in her wallet, theres no way i can borrow them without her knowing. i cant make up an excuse for another reason to see a doctor.

i have the card numbers, but i worry that she’ll get a bill/receipt saying when the cards were used. dont wanna take the risk.

i dont have my drivers license (i have a learner license - law in my state: can get learners license at 16, must log 100 hours of supervised driving and have license for a year)

i didnt start driving as soon as i was 16 (may ‘16), got learners lic in september ‘16... mother wouldnt let me drive until we could afford lessons as she didnt want to teach me her bad habits

so i didnt actually start driving til april 2017... its nearly 2019 and ive done.... 60-70 of my required hours but that isnt enough, i cant park or anything and dont have the opportunity to drive often as we now have one less car.

its taking me a really long time and im struggling because... i assume, adhd!

head shit = no license, no license = no job... whys that? well.

i live in a rural area, about 40 mins from the city centre. theres no public transport in my suburb, i have to go to the next suburb along (9km, too far to walk) to the nearest bus stop.

parents would be unable to drive me to the bus stop for me to get to work as they both work 5 days.

so i have very little money, hard for me to move out. since i still live at home im not eligible for any government benefits.

i was thinking i could move into accomodation at my university campus but its so expensive

no family i can move in with and no friends can take me in. i’m in a really tough spot.

not only that, my dad might be moving away (i get along better with him, most of the time.) he wants to move to another state to be closer with his parents/nieces, thats fine, im 18 now and he doesnt owe me anything

he’s happy to help support me money wise, but he wouldnt go against my mother and help me move out unfortunately. think he knows im gay and would be okay with it... cant tell him about the mental shit bc as i said he probably wouldnt be able to hide it from my mother. theyre not really ‘together’ anymore but we all live in the same house for now, they get along fine but are more friends than anything else. i assume when he moves he will want to remain friends.

shes mad at him for wanting to move, she wants to stay here. she now guilts me, saying we’ll have to sell this house, and she wont take any money from him (he’s happy to help us w mortgage etc if he gets a good job)

my plan was to gtfo as soon as possible but it looks like if he moves away i’ll be stuck with her for at least... 2 years or so? she accepts that i’ll have to leave eventually but says she’ll need my help once he leaves

sorry to vent abt my personal shit im just really stuck and sad about it.

[lesbiansandstorm]

pretty boys!! rose robin / petroica rosea

[lesbiansandstorm]

consider: hollyleaf being a very dark brown (almost black) tabby 

[lesbiansandstorm]

apparently warrior cats is/was trending so i’d like to take this opportunity to say they’re all Not straight and Not cis except ashfur he’s an incel

[lesbiansandstorm]

hi hello looking for some opinions from trans people please!

i am not cis but i still dont wanna overstep,

in my sandstar au, redtail is trans ftm,

i just want to check that it isnt.. problematic ? for me to say he was ‘given the body he was meant to have’ in starclan? i’m thinking starclan has the power to give trans cats their desired bodies after death, only if the specific cat wants that of course

[lesbiansandstorm]

i wasnt gonna put human swears in my au but i changed my mind dustpelt is gonna be the first to say fuck

[lesbiansandstorm]

tbh i kinda wish tawnypelt had stayed in thunderclan so sandstorm could mentor her

- 2 strong female characters overshadowed by the male protagonists - both should have been deputy/leader imo - think of the dynamic/relationship firestar and bramblestar had?