WindClan Hunting Grounds

WindClan's territory, see? Isn't it great?((Also in case of intruders- you don't have to switch between camps!))

Peachfur stalked a rabbit it was juicy and plump perfect for a queen.

A small cat stumbled across PeachFur.

Peachfur hissed at the cat "why are you here and what clan are you from?"

The small cat was the size of a kit- obviously a kit. Over her eyes was a thick piece of moss, like a big hat covering her eyes. "Huh?" the kit said. "Eep!" it squeaked. "I'm on WindClan territory, WindClan territory!" she shrieked as she ran in circles. Then, she plopped herself down on the ground. "I'm FernKit, from ThunderClan!" She squeaked. "Nice-ta meet-cha!"

PeachFur scooped up the kit and headed towards ThunderClan. "Why are you here?" She mumbled through the kit's fur.

FernKit rubbed her ears. She started rubbing them fericiously, as if she were giving someone a noogie.