Abandoned Horizons

Ridges and hills wind across the land behind the river. Leaf litter is thick, roots gnarl wildly, and the ancient trees groan and hiss in the wind. Buried in thick cuts in the ground a black paved road sleeps. Twolegs built this path, but have long since abandoned it, and the TrickleClan cats have taken to hunting the mice that scurry onto it to soak up the warmth of the sun. Just as long as they are careful not to break their necks jumping from the steep sides of the hill to the pavement.