Warrior Cat Clans 2 (WCC2 aka Classic) is a roleplay site inspired by the Warrior series by Erin Hunter. Whether you are a fan of the books or new to the Warrior cats world, WCC2 offers a diverse environment with over a decade’s worth of lore for you - and your characters - to explore. Join us today and become a part of our ongoing story!
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It was one of those smells that evoked something old and familiar, yet new wondrous at the same time that wafted close to Primal Instinct's borders. Waiting there was the unusual flock that had passed through the league last time, Daviella and Fabian, along with the oddballs that trailed behind them.
Daviella leaned back, her straight icy locks of fur were unmoved by the powerful winds that roared beside her, as though not even the elements of nature dared to touch her. While Fabian's long fur was like a roaring fire, building up with every puff of the fury the wind howled at him, he looked unmovable. They each wore a different kind of power that felt invincible by aura alone.
Suddenly Daviella pressed forward from the tree moving over to Regulus, "We found the place, but it wasn't what it was cracked up to be so I thought my pack would deter her. That okay with you? Or does picturing me walking on your lands put your tail in a twist?" She asked, but something about the way her voice played together with sarcasm and a frosted layer of niceness that hadn't yet thawed suggested she was being friendly.
