A giant river that can be as raging as a deadly storm or as calm as a breeze, it is the border that splits the tribes and clan's territory apart.
It gets its name from a distinct yellow coloring from the churning dirt it picks up.

A small clearing close to the Yellow River on the Clan's side of the river. It is mainly sandy with plenty of strange, smooth rocks around the area, including a large flat one for leaders to gather.
Note;; The clan's uphold the tradition of gathering every full moon. The tribe isn't fond of going to these.

The dangerous, unknown lands that come after the territories. A land where mud and water boil, steam shoots from holes in the ground, and absolutely no cat is allowed to enter.