The Clans

The territory sprawls with dense shrubbery and short trees with which to prowl through, little earth is exposed to the rays of sun, thousands of leaves reaching towards the rain-heavy skies as they take refuge amongst clustered greenery and brambles.

Pine tar and evergreens mark the familiar scent of the recently reclaimed SkyClan territory. The undergrowth is suffocated by the fallen pine needles, leaving it sparse and open; it is only dotted by flower fields where the trees disperse to leave empty spaces.

Petrichor and fresh rain highlight the scents of RiverClan territory. Stream-side dotted with ferns and pebbled shores. waterways are not in short supply, carving through the territory like well-worn passages from one landmark to another. The camp itself is a moted island, separated on all sides from the world beyond.

Sweetgrass and sun-warmed dust highlight the territory of WindClan. Towering grasses and sparse brush and tree cover, rolling fields of open sky marked by an empty, flat glade that has been repurposed as a camp. with so much greenery to cling to scents and powerful breezes.