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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Burningkit was staring up at the fresh-kill pile. Given his age and tiny size the pile might as well have been a mountain to the dark orange tom. Most kits in this situation would be intimidated but not him. His golden eyes gleamed with determination as he began his ascent, determined to get the gray squirrel at the very top.
"You're going about that all wrong." Came a judgmental sigh from somewhere above Burningkit. A white tom was sat upon a rock nearby, watching the other tom struggle to reach the top. Insidiouskit tilted his head, black and red eyes observing his denmate. "All you're doing is making a mess of things. Wanna see how it's really done?" He smiled.
