You see many fallen acorns scattered across the ground. The many tree's block the sun, making the ground dappled. You're tired and hungry out looking for a mythical Clan called AcornClan.
There is a gorse bush on a hill a couple of fox lengths away that looks like a tunnel. You feel claws sink into your skin and a she-cat cat growls;
"What do you want?"
A new voice appears," Give the cat a break, Hollyfrost. Greetings, new-comer, what brings you into my territory?"
You reply," I am in search of AcornClan. Do you know where they are?"
The tom stares and you and his eyes brighten," Is their leaders name Oakstar? Do you want to join their Clan?"
You nod nervously.
"Then Welcome to AcornClan."
