An enormous oak stands in the center of the camp. It leans slightly to the side from harsh winds, and has threatened to fall in storms putting ShadowClan's lives all at risk.
This oak has been here for a long time - longer than any cat can remember. Many scratches scour the tree, from past leaders who've used this as their den.
Past ShadowClan leader have always made their nest in the roots of the tree, but the current leader, prefers to sleep up in the branches rather than being in the open.
