A sharp, thorny mass of brambles that lie on the mostly open moorlands that Windclan calls home. Cats come here to practice their hunting and stalking skills but most avoid it due to the sharp, stinging bramble thorns that make a habit of stabbing cats that get caught in their tangled mass. However, this is a favorite place of the kits that decide to escape the camp to explore their territory. They are small enough to fit beneath the brambles and play without being stabbed. This is the first place that cats come to find the kits though it isn't easy to get the kits to come out without getting yourself stabbed and pricked by the angry thorns.
