The soft hill rolling over a long stretch of land. Grass billows' in the breeze, a rippling wave of green. The warm, freash sent of a trio of hares seaching for tenderest roots to munch on. This is WindClan. The slender, long-limbed, agile warriors of WindClan can be found dashing along the foot of the hills, in pursuit of a rabbit or an intruder. Their intense speeds cannot be matched by any other clan, its like they had relitives that had wings soaring above the fields in hot pursuit of their destiny.
