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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Crowwing Roleplayed by Fa.tro-Votfis-El My name is Crowwing. I was born on January 15 2018 to two NightClan warriors who died after I was born. My Mother Died as she gave birth to me from blood loss, and my Father died from a badger attack. I may seem slightly ambitious, when it comes to getting the things I want. I am also very hardworking , which is why I seem too ambitious. I like to get things done and to do it to best I can. I am reserved, when it comes to seeking out a mate. I am not one to rush into a relationship, I only look for the mate that will match me for who I am. I can be outgoing when it comes time to spend with others. I can be free-spirited often set in my ways and willing to go the extra miles to achieve what I want and I am very fragile when it comes to relationships. I am uncertain and fear that I will be used and not loved. My fur is a blue-black hue that seems black but on closer inspection it is blue. My eyes are a light yellow hue that shines like the sun." Warrior
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jan 21, 2019 17:44:09 GMT -5
SPIDERPAW fang roleplayed by Racer Spiderpaw is biggest of his litter, and the most protective. He was raised to value his family, and to always do what was best for them. He puts their well being above his own, even going so far to sacrifice things that he cares about in order to make them smile. He is distrustful of anyone that gets near his family, often interrogating any potential love interests of his siblings with brutality. He is even more distrustful of outsiders, not hesitating to show them the way out. Even those that come into the clan and are accepted, are still not accepted by him. He sees them as potential traitors, cats that at any minute might turn on NightClan or his family. Due to his large size, midnight black fur, and amber eyes it isn't hard for him to intimidate others into doing as he wishes. Nor is he afraid of staining his snowy white paws with blood to protect those most important to him. Apprentice
This gray tom with blue eyes has a resolve of stone. He is incredibly stubborn, refusing to give up even when he's already been defeated; he will throw everything he has in order to make his point, or to claim victory. As a result this can make him incredibly reckless, especially when angered, as victory overall often results in him losing more than he gains at times. Though he'll insist he still won. He's incredibly loyal to his clan. He does have another name, Borys, given to him by his parents Scarletshadow and Silverwing who were both former rogues. But he refuses to go by it. He's Shadestone and nothing else, and if anyone calls him by his old name, that isn't say family, they might get clawed. Though he has average, build, strength and speed, his resolve lends him strength. And he is always keen on improving his abilities. The better to win competitions and fights after all. He often argues alot with Seasmoke, but they're really thick as thieves the two of them.
What if you had everything in the world one moment, and in the next, you had nothing? What if you were one of the most powerful cats in the forest, and then suddenly, you couldn't remember your name? This is the story of Kerrigan, a cat who was everything and then nothing in a blink of an eye. Her life has been a cycle. Born a nothing, a nameless face in the crowd. Became a leader, one who took overthrew a government by her own paws. Evolved into a deal-making Tsar, one who was willing to do anything for her clan. And then, one night, she was swept into nothing. An accident in which she lost a life and everything she had, torn away from her. Now, she remembers none of it. She doesn't remember where she was from, what she has done. Nothing, at least not yet. The Tsar, then, has been reduced to nothing, a warrior, or patient, maybe, of NightClan. One day, her memories might come back, but for now, she is a ghost, a soul broken because she knows that something is off, but can't place what. Kerrigan Harlow is a creamy orange tabby with hazel eyes.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Feb 3, 2019 16:57:08 GMT -5
FIERCEKIT [FLAME] roleplayed by uniqcrim A hardy reddish-brown mottled she-cat with long fur and green eyes and a large underbite. Fierceflame certainly lives up to her name in fierceness and ferocity. She is much larger than the other cats her age and has always been large. More muscle than anything else, she looks terrifying and her paws are huge monstrosity's all on their own. She is unending loyal and a bit rough, not sitting down to enjoy the finer things in life for even a moment. She was found at a young age and brought to Nightclan with her littermates by Burningstar.
Berserkkit [beast] Roleplayed by Amorensi Broad shouldered and massive, this tom towers over nearly every cat he's met and his ferocious appearance is only increased by his underbite. Despite his intimidating stature and name, Berserkkit is actually a gentle giant for The most part. However, while his fuse is ridiculously long, finding oneself at the end of it is a deadly mistake. His normally gentle deep green eyes will blaze with a rage rarely seen and he won't stop until the unfortunate offending party lies bleeding in the dust before him. This is especially true for his siblings, and for Burningstar who vouched for them and he considers family as well. Offering offense to them in his presence would be a poor choice indeed. Kit
Post by finchwhisker on Feb 10, 2019 21:58:05 GMT -5
PLUMNOSE roleplayed by finchwhisker A dainty, cheerful cat with golden-brown fur, amber eyes, and long legs. Though born a she-cat, they never felt like one; the pronouns prickled at their gut like needles, and the knowledge that they were thought to be something they were not itched at their skin and curdled in their stomach. They felt wrong, and frightened, and alone - until their mentor accidentally called them by a male pronoun in a flustered moment, and something slotted into place. They didn't have to be a she-cat; they didn't have to be a tom; they could just be them. Though a remarkably light-hearted cat in most respects, they are painfully aware that, had they not been so supported, their life could have been entirely different. As such, they strive to live each day to the fullest. Optimistic, kind, and curious, they are in love with the world and everything in it; they truly believe that life is a gift, and that all creatures ought to be treated with decency and understanding. They are outgoing and occasionally reckless, never afraid to greet new cats and make them feel welcome - with no consideration as to whether they are friend or foe. Usually overflowing with energy, they dream of exploring the world, and spends their days daydreaming about adventure in faraway places with cats they have yet to meet. They can be insecure and self-conscious at times, afraid that they aren't who they're meant to be, that they should choose between being a tom or a she-cat - but they cling to one desperate belief that they won't allow themselves to waver on, no matter how much doubt and fear might be trying to tear it down: there is nothing wrong with them (there is nothing wrong with me). During those times, they can be quiet and shy, preferring to slink away by themselves into the darkness until the anxiety stops scratching and the air seeps back into their lungs. WARRIOR
ARCADY roleplayed by blankslate Who did he used to be? Where was the young tom he used to be? Because they sure weren't the same person now. Things spiraled out of control some seasons ago and Arcady had never seemed able to get them back under his grasp ever since. Things change in life, things break, others leave, and death waves from behind you. Arcady thought he'd have found more serenity by now though, would have something more stable to fall back on. Instead he's a nightmare wrapped in gray fur and hidden behind a single flat golden eye. Having lost the other in a fight for his life that ended up also being a fight for his new future. It whittles away at him, the monsters in the dark that taunt him for his choices. The voices that whisper that a traitor, a coward, a failure is all he'll ever be. He snarls at nothing and runs to nowhere. Battles between believing he's made the right choice, that he deserves this new life, and thinking he should simply disappear into the dark one night. Never able to quite decide which option is even the better choice with how messed up he is in his own head. warrior
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Feb 13, 2019 16:35:33 GMT -5
BLAZEPAW spell- Unlike most cats of nightclan, Blazepaw had a light ginger coat and amber eyes. On moonlit nights he looks like a blazing sun, drawing the eyes of those around him for better or worse. He always seems to find himself thrust into the eyes of the clan, even though he would rather just be the best warrior that he can be. Blazespell occasionally will suffer from spasms that make moving difficult and if they're very bad will stop him dead in his tracks. Unlike Skybrook Blazespell pushes the envelope a great deal, trying to force himself to overcome this weakness and often struggles with self hate for his disability. This matter is worsened by the fact that neither his mother nor his father, nor his aunt seem to share his disability and even though his siblings have their own problems he feels like he's been cursed for some reason. He wavers between fighting hard and past his limits to prove he's better, and above his disability. Then struggling to deal with the frustration and hurt when he can't match up. His ultimate dream is to be able to show the clan that he is an asset, not an liability. While struggling himself, he never hesitates to jump in an offer encouragement and assistance to his siblings and friends. Most would never guess at his internal struggles that he holds close at hand, letting very few glance the turmoil within.
SPRINGFAWN roleplayed by biyuu A pale ginger she-cat with amber eyes. Once a fairly dull and unremarkable warrior, Springfawn preferred to follow rather than to lead. She didn't have much of a vision for her future and was far too 'nice' for her own good, to the point where many of her fellow warriors considered her a pushover. Born the youngest in a litter of four, Springfawn once suffered from learned helplessness, and lacked any self-agency; pushing her Clanmates away, she was barely missed when she was captured by WinterClan. However, she returned a much stronger warrior, both physically and emotionally, and doesn't just meekly agree with everything others say anymore. Her once nervous, skittish nature has been replaced with a more gruff, down-to-earth manner; when she would once mince words and stutter trying to give her opinion, now she states it plainly and falls silent until asked another question. Though the way the approahces others may have changed, deep down she's still the same Springfawn, and her sense of loyalty to her Clan will likely last forever. warrior
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Feb 23, 2019 22:17:39 GMT -5
Divinekit [messenger] - [ RACER ] Uninhibited and seemingly fearless. Divinemessenger makes his own path and is never afraid to go into no mans land without a map. Divinemessenger wants his story to be told for many generations to come, which sometimes leads him into making rather unusual choices. He takes risks that others avoid, seeking out lands that no one else has seen. Of all the words to describe him, boring is not one of them. Divinemessenger has a lot to say, but is smetimes rude when trying to convey his message, having a lot to say but not the best at putting it into words. His strong emotions often get the better of him.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Feb 24, 2019 9:48:54 GMT -5
BLOODKIT / TUSK - Large, dark reddish-brown tom with long fur and green eyes with a prominent underbite. Despite his intimidating name and appearance, Bloodkit is actually a pretty nice guy. He is loyal to NightClan, his family, and his friends. Really the only ones who need fear him, are those who seek to harm the ones he cares for. That is when he transforms from the easy-going cat that his clan knows him as into a ferocious cat out for blood. He wants to have a mate and kits of his own one day, but she-cats have a hard time looking past his odd appreance and seeing him for the sweet soul that he truly is. Perhaps in time some she-cat will catch a glimpse of he is, and give him the fairy tale ending he deserves.
Echokit/song Roleplayed by Spottedleaffan21 Echosong is a black and white she-cat with green eyes and a kind heart. Though, she is mostly an outcast. She prefers to stay to herself. This feline was found abandoned on Nightclan territory and brought into the clan to be raised as a Nightclan member.
