[Radler]

Stormbreeze opened his mouth and inhaled deeply one last time, before beginning his descent down the hill and back towards Windclan camp. He ran with his body low to the ground, his tail streaming behind as he weaved through the small hills and valleys of Windclan territory. The closer he got to the camp, the stronger the familiar scents of his clan swirled around him. There were the scents of outsiders there, of course, the kittypets and rogues who had sought a family in the clans, and cats from other clans who had abandoned their own birthplaces in favour of a better home in Windclan, or an escape from their pasts. Stormbreeze was less impressed with the latter, he knew that Windclan was the best clan, but acknowledged that every cat was probably conditioned to favour their own clan naturally, so he couldn't understand those who found fault with their birthplaces.

(Going to Windclan clearing)