Leader's Den

Sandstar woke inside her den. Blinking away the sleep, she stood and walked into the camp clearing.

After Sandstar had indicated for Featherpaw to follow her into her den after the clan meeting, Featherpaw padded in, slightly confused. She hadn't done anything wrong, but she hasn't exactly done anything worth rewarding her for.

"Featherpaw, I just wanted to make sure you are ready for tonight," Sandstar told the apprentice. She was one of her favorite apprentices, and, as one of the first cats to represent Rockclan, she wanted yo make sure Featherpaw would be alright.

"Yes." Featherpaw nodded quickly, "What are the other clans?" She couldn't help but ask. She had never heard their names or learned their scent, simply because Rockclan never really needed to worry, for they don't touch borders with them.

"An understandable question. Thunderclan is the one that lives in the deciduous woods. They have a foresty.  Windclan lives on the moorland and has an airy, grassy scent. Riverclan lives on the river and smells of fish and Shadowclan are in the pine forest and has a sharp piney scent. Now come, we need to leave," she said, padding out of her den.

Featherpaw nodded, shivering with excitement, she followed Sandstar towards the gathering.