Apollo slid in, the ferns wacking his nose every now and then. His steps were more clumsy that stealthy

It was a huge clearing, surrounded by a wall of mangroves. There were large clumps dotted here and there, which were the spacious dens. There was a tall, magnificent mangrove in the center, with broad, flat branches spiraling from about a foot from the ground to the dense canopy, which made her small den. "Welcome to nightclan camp."

Apollo stared with a opened jaw at the camp, here was some place like that of where his father had lived. (do you want to start in you clan file thing?)

Sure