Leafclan warily followed the auburn haired eight year old to what might be their new camp. After about twenty minutes of walking they came to a ten foot tall cliff made up of Indian clay.
"Oh, great find! We walked all the way here to find a cliff!" Reedfang remarked snidely, glaring at the small child with disgust.
"Were not there yet!" Manzanitapaw's voice grew high as if she was going to throw a fit.
At that, she began climbing up the muddy red cliff. The other kids looked uncertainly at each other but followed anyway. Once they reached the top they all gasped, even Reedfang looked impressed. There were acres of manzanita trees, their branches were intertwined so they could provide shelter from the rain and snow. Everyone wanted to stop right there and admire the surroundings. But Manzanitapaw kept walking, so they had to follow. Finally, she stopped in front of a fifteen foot rock, a few feet away from it was a tree that was the same height, once it reached the height of the rock it bent at a ninety degree angle and leaned against the rock, the rest of the tree was a bunch of mangled branches.
"I thought this might make a good announcement place," Manzanitapaw said shyly, waiting for approval.
"This is awesome," Pinestar said, barley above a whisper.
This remark made the discoverer smile broadly.
"Okay people! I want the warriors to look for a Warrior Den, medicine cats to look for a Medicine Den, apprentices to look for an apprentice den, and I'll look for a Leader's Den! Let's move it people!" Pinestar yelled in a commanding voice pointing at one group to the next.
There was a mad scramble as they tried to find the dens. And for some reason, Sparrowtail felt that they were going to be there for a while...