Much like Marshclan, Ashclan's top ranking warrior sleeps beneath the roots of a gigantic birch in the middle of camp. Many long moons ago it was hit by lightning so that its bark is now charred and black from the resulting fire. The tp most branches were shattered leaving them looking like creepy fingers reaching towards the sky. Burrowing under the maze of roots leads to an earthy cave with a large moss bed and its own secret pile of fresh kill that's restocked daily by an assigned apprentice.
