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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I M P E R I A L W A S T E || Bellona A sea of ice and fire, a raven sweeping in the warm feathers of doves, a kingdom of worn down ruins and wandering ghosts. The creature bears it's ivory coat, encased in the darkness of the night. The darkest ebony, a starless and moonless sky painted over her porcelain frame. Two slits of charcoal slice down her apple amber optics, as thin as a serpent's, but with eyes as bright as a doe's. To break someone down, you must violate them. Make them feel like their life is in your hands, one thing wrong and that they will be crushed as easily as a bug. You must alienate them, make them ashamed to do things and be who they are, until you've molded them in the image you want them to be. For many, this is just something unknown to them, but for Imperialwaste, it's a reality. Born to a litter of five, her parents were eager to raise their two daughters and three sons. But Imperialkit was not who they wanted her to be. She was different, acted in a way they didn't want a she-cat to act. Unfeminine, aggressive, unapologetic, all the things they didn't want their daughter to be. But these behaviours of hers made them believe that she'd turn out in a way they didn't accept. It had took her years to finally accept what they were scared she was going to be. So they tire her down. Broke her apart. Stomped on everything she loved and destroyed her lively spirit. The black and white molly was a ghost of her former self, a shell wandering the earth, leaving a deadly plague in her every step. They forced her to act like a tom, incinuating that if she was going to act like one she might as well live as one. They called her 'he', 'him', forced her to get a more 'masculine' name, changing her name to Wolfash, and insisted that she was in fact born a tom. Imperialwaste couldn't stand it. Her life had been destroyed from the very cats that gave it to her.So, on one night, she slit their throats in their sleep. Finally, liberated from her abusers. The murder was never traced back to her. Her life was finally hers. But the demons of her past still haunted her in her sleep, leeching out her happiness. She was never satisfied, no matter what nothing can fill the holes in her heart. Everything burned in her crackling flame, turning to charcoal. She feels insecure, always ready to snap at any suspected criticism. Even if it'll take another lifetime, she'll learn to love herself. HALOWISH Warrior
Post by Honeystorm on Dec 30, 2018 13:17:21 GMT -5
H A L C Y O N I L L U S I O N Is he supposed to care? He's been told that he is, but he can't bring himself to feel anything but apathy, although he doesn't care to try either. Found with his siblings Larchrindle, Varidianrhapsody, and Pestkit at the border, Halcyonillusion, then called Rottenkit, had been in bad shape, as were his siblings. His blue eyes were haunted and dull, his pelt covered in filth and rotting away, leaving gaping, infected wounds all over his body. When it was finally cleaned and the wounds treated, the rich auburn color of his pelt appeared, with a brown underbelly and white freckles above his cheeks. His injuries took the longest of his siblings to heal, as he did nothing to clean his pelt, nor rest as he should, only feeling but a muted pain that he quickly buried in the back of his mind, reopening his injuries multiple times and letting dirt get into them. It was a miracle he survived, with the infection that never seemed to fully die down. But eventually, after close watch so that his pelt remained clean and his wounds weren't reopened, he healed. Still, he never participated in play like any of the other kits, nor showed an interest in becoming a warrior. He just didn't care. It didn't get better with time, either. Rottenkit never bothered to pay attention to clan customs, and it often lead to him getting in trouble by trespassing, or accidentally injuring a clanmate during battle practice, because he just didn't care to sheath his claws.When he finally became a warrior, his name was changed to Halcyonillusion. Then one day, he simply left the clan he'd been dropped in to pursue a new life in WinterClan, choosing the path of a prison guard for his new occupation, able to pass the bravery trial with flying colors thanks to his unusual way of feeling pain. He supposed that one of his siblings must have been the ones to ask that his name be changed from the one his 'mother' gave him, but he never cared enough to ask them before he left. There are, however, some advantages to his apathy. He is able to remain collected in high stress situations, and come up with a rational solution to most problems, if he can be bothered. So what, he doesn't care? Halcyonillusion doesn't seem to find that something to be concerned about, and you shouldn't either. HONEYSTORM ♦ Prison Guard Thane
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Dec 30, 2018 18:43:10 GMT -5
S C O R P I O N K I T curse Scorpioncurse lives up to her name in both appearance and attitude. She is a grogeous black tuxedo she-cat with a slender and lean build. She is a graceful creature with watchful and devious amber eyes. This gorgeous she-cat has grown up with a feeling of entitlement and that she deserves special treatment. She loves nothing more than being the center of attention and would do just about anything to captivate the attention of others, even for just a few brief moments. She has feelings of being invincible and very few moral ties. The only true honor she holds on to is not losing to others and prevailing, as she is nasty and competitive in nature. Despite these traits, it would do one well not to underestimate her and think thexe make her weak. She is skilled, devious, and will do anything to get what she wants when she wants it which makes her a nasty contender. Scorpioncurse is half winterclan, born to a loner and her father of pure blood, mesmerisingsins. UNIQCRIM ♦ kit
H A I L K I T shatter Hailshatter's circumstances surrounding his birth is unknown. He was found by Jarl Sweetpine along with his littermates Frigidshade, Sharpsleet, and Frigidfall near the Springclan border. perhaps they are Springclan kits that were abandoned by a loner, winterclan kits who the queen was ashamed to keep, or left behind when springclan was captured by sunclan. Regardless, they aren't really sure and quite frankly this tom would rather forget about it. He feels like a Winterclan cat is unconditionally loyal to Winterclan. This long haired white tom has grey patches and light tabby markings with big grey eyes to boot and he looks like he fits in. With the coloring of his coat and pelt. Hailshatter was born a perfectionist, quietly scrutinizing everything and making sure its in order. He can spend countless hours grooming his pelt just to get it perfect which seems to contradict his warm, laid-back, quiet, and flexible attitude. He frequently comes across as narcissistic and self-centered but is truly a warm and generous individual. UNIQCRIM ♦ kit
i don't know if i understand the ranks yet so you might be hearing from me soon with lots of question -- oops
A R I Z O N A R A S P B E R R Y || Vegard Arizonaraspberry was raised with tough love. Her mother only showed her compassion when the moves were clean, and even then, a small pat on the back was all she got. Being raised this way, the strawberry-colored she-cat expected everyone to treat her the same, and vice-versa. She chose the position of prison guard for this reason. She didn’t need to show any compassion to her prisoners. The other guards were only given respect and nothing else. She’s a large, tall cat that everyone knows not to mess with. FEARFUL ♦ prison guard
S I L V E R B E E || bellona "There's a moment in your bones when, when the fire takes over" Silverbee was born in the spitting image of his father. Silverbee is a rather striking silver tom with his light grey base coat and darker smokey tabby markings littering his medium length fur. His eyes, unlike his fathers deep emerald, are a pale seafoam green. While his nose is a peachy pink that’s rimmed in a dark rose. Silverbee is a tom with a medium build, he’s not as large as most cats, but he also isn’t small either, most would say he’s average in size. Many would assume that it is his silver tabby markings that gave him his warrior name. True that may be part of the reason, it boils more down to his personality. Silverbee was brought into this world as a miracle child in the eyes of his parents. Born to two noble WinterClan warriors who had been trying all their lives to have kits. The two warriors moons away from joining the ranks of the elders, when Silverbee’s mother had gotten the news that she was expecting kits. He would be born a single child his mother’s old age causing the rest of his siblings to be stillborn. This would cause his parents to shelter him as he grew. Halfway into his apprenticeship, Silverbee would lose both his parent’s to white-cough during a harsh winter that swept through WinterClan. Once a kindhearted and open tom the grief of losing the two cat’s that had meant the world to him had changed him. He channelled his grief and anger into his warrior training. His dedication causing the tom to learn at a quick rate, but it came at the cost of him distancing himself from his clanmates. His quick wit and battle prowess causing him to have the thought that he is better than everyone else and that he is never wrong. Born into a family of love and compassion lose hardened him into a closed off, snippy and self-righteous warrior. And, he doesn’t show signs of ever changing. Prison Guard
S H A L L O W G R A V E S || Vegard Long nights spent staring up towards the stars, mind wandering over thoughts of what significance one really has in life. At times shallow and a little self-absorbed Shallowgraves is a tom full of regrets and feeling like he is constantly making mistakes, taking missteps. But he keeps these self-doubts locked away, afraid to give them life by speaking of them allowed. Instead the stubborn tom pushes past them and forges forward. Has convinced himself if he can just make it bigger, be better, than all these self doubts and problems will go away. Pelt a mishmash in shades of gray, intersecting by splashes of white. Dark amber hued eyes stern, helping fool outsiders looking in that he is a tom assured in himself and his position in himself. When such a thing couldn't be further than than the truth. The young tom still trying to find a place for himself, determined to carve one out himself if he has too. BLANKSLATE ♦ warrior
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Jan 21, 2019 18:53:43 GMT -5
C A G E D B I R D || Vegard A soft green eyed tortoiseshell she-cat. Her pelt is long and fluffy but hangs off her small frame like the branches of a weeping willow. She is tender hearted and carries in her chest a powerful heart. She cares for those around her with an unceasing love. Her selflessness makes her make hard decisions others may view as foolish. When her heat broke she devoted it to Vegard and his blessing of sacrifice. The honor of Martyr her ending goal. To save the clan would be her grace. Primordialhaze
P A P R I K A - A C O R N || SpringClan Paprika-acorn is named for his reddish bronze fur full of the Egyptian Mau spots. He resembles his mother, Blue, with those spots but his white underbelly and honey-gold green eyes are all his father, Clarionfeather. His mother was a kittypet, one that, like some others, met a clan cat. Her story continued from there and soon his began. Blue met with this cat often enough to call him her lover, her mate and only a few moons after did they have their first litter of kits. Paprika-acorn is one of five kits all named after spices that had been found in his original home, the twoleg nest he'd been born in. Paprika-acorn, Cinnamonfox, Thymerobin, Oreganotree, and Vanillarose were brought to their father's clan SpringClan when they were just kits, barely a few moons old all because their home had burned down. The elderly twoleg that had owned them and their mother had been named Catherine; she'd been making dinner when she'd fallen, leaving the stove on and starting the fire. Their twoleg passed away and their home burned down, forcing his mother to move them sooner than she'd ever planned. His father had asked Blue many times before if she'd come and live with him in his clan and now they' been forced that way with their home burning in the background. Paprika-acorn doesn't remember any of this but his mother has told the story of their old home enough that he can just picture it. The sweet smell that always filled the air, the comfort of a warm home. But now, he's found a home in SpringClan. Paprika-acorn is spice and full of life. He holds his head high, even as a half-clan born cat. He's that spice of life that everyone needs in their life. This tom tends to turn a bland day into one full of interesting things and is known for being wild and unpredictable. With his mixed parentage, he feels as though he stands within his own crowd; or at least one that consists of his family and other half-clan born cats. Paprika-acorn left his home a second time when Eternalstar forced all the warriors out of SpringClan in order for her to be able to start the clan anew with queens and kits of her choosing. In the chaos, he lost track of his mother and made the mistake of crossing into WinterClan's territory. It was there that he was taken as a prisoner for trespassing onto their lands. PAOGIRL18 ♦ Thrall
