Your paws lead you along a winding trail through a large, bright forest with leaves scattered about the ground. Mice scuttle through the undergrowth, and in between tree roots. Your mouth waters. The smell of cats hits your nose as you walk deeper into the forest. Two cats stand guard by a thicket of thorn and bramble bushes. They nod to you as you approach. You squeeze through a small gap in the bushes, and enter a large clearing. Warriors share tongues in the shade, and the Clan leader is talking to the deputy. Kits chase a luna moth by the Medicine Cats den, and inside the den, the Medicine Cat and her apprentice are sorting herbs. Apprentices practices their battle moves near by. Elders bathe in the sunlight near the center of the camp, gossiping about the last gathering. You sigh happily. This is home.
A small creak marks the border of LeafClan and SnowClan. It tends to freeze during the winter, and it is swarming with dragon flies in the spring and summer. There are many water voles around here, so it is a good place to hunt. Do not cross the stream, though. Then you would be in SnowClan territory. Both Clans are aloud to hunt by the creek, and wade in the waters.
This is where mentors come to train their apprentices for battle. It is a wide clearing, and the leaf covered ground is very soft. Many great LeafClan warriors were trained here.
This is a good place to take a walk, but it's even better for hunting. The oak trees drop a lot of acorns each year, so there are plenty of squirrels. Mice and Birds are also very plentiful here. Apprentices just love to have tree climbing contests here!
You walk through a birch forest, your paws light with excitement. Birds chirp overhead, and prey scrambles through the leaves and brambles. You gallop to the camp. It is surrounded by a thicket of trees, and you have to really push your way through the undergrowth to get to it. It is bustling with excitement, and cats are everywhere. It is called SnowClan because of how the forest looks like a winter wonderland because of the birch trees when it snows.
[center]Stepping through the tall grass, you tread softly through the meadow. Wind whirls through the pale grasses, making a shrill whistling sound. The ground becomes rocky, and it flattens out. Hard stone is now under your paws. You have came to MeadowClan's camp. The leader is giving a Clan meeting. You trot up to join them.
