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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There was a look of distaste on her face; it had been there since she had returned to NightClan to find little more than ruins. She didn't know what happened; she didn't need to know what happened. All she knew was that the cats who had been left, the few NightClan members who hadn't dispersed when the walls started to cave in, wouldn't survive long, not in the shape that they were in. She'd made quick work of making herself the head of the little band; of course she did. NightClan might have fallen, but she couldn't leave the remainders to rot. It was unbecoming, and it reflected her poorly. So, she had told them to giddy up, pack what they could carry with them. She had a plan.
They reached the SummerClan border, and Aspenflicker motioned them to pause. She glanced back at the small group behind her, the frown on her face deepening for a moment. There was a part of her that wanted nothing more than to ask them if they remembered the last time they made this journey, Aspen at the lead. "Remember, my loves, this time must be different," she meowed with a flick of her tail tip. This time, they weren't coming as warlords. This didn't mean that their arrival in SummerClan was accidental; Aspen may have not led a group in nine months, but she was still a strategist. Especially now, her stomach rounded, the boy wouldn't be able to turn them down. She knew him better than that. Her gaze flashed; Foxstar had always been the key to it all. "You must behave. SummerClan will be ... hesitant." She clicked her tongue slightly. "But, they'll let us in. I know they will. As long as we promise to be on our best behavior." This time, she couldn't help but offer a half-smile, one that was almost... devious for the briefest of moments.
"It's probably best that we stay here. I'm sure someone will be here soon enough; Foxstar knows better than anyone not to let your borders go undefended for too long."
If you would like your former NightClan cat join SummerClan, this is the plot that will unify the groups! If you are more interested in moving your cat elsewhere, that is totally fine too !
