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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All apprentices needed someone. Violetstar was soon to have a ceremony for the three of the clan. It was indeed, needed. She could not imagine how they must be feeling to be so young, and to of been through as much as they had. Violetstar peeked into the small cave-like area that was the apprentices den. “Umbrapaw.” She called, her purple eyes glinting in the dim light that filtered through the waterfall.
/ UMBRAPAW [moon] female SETTING:apprentice's den + TIME: early morning Deep in her own thoughts, Umbrapaw raised her head at the sound of her leader's voice. "Yes?"
Violetstar gazed at the cat, and soon moved forward and brushed her nose against her cheek. “I know it’s been hard. I know we have all lost much, but please don’t lose hope. I will be assigning you a mentor soon. Don’t worry.”
With the leader's touch, Umbrapaw's nerves melted away. At first, she was unsure of Violeteyes', now Violetstar's, capability of leading the clan back to hope. Her comforting words assured the striped she-cat.
Umbrapaw nodded, her silence continuing. She was not much for talking, however, this was her leader conversing with her. "I don't talk much." she said plainly.
It was blunt, and Violetstar appreciated it. However, that had not answered her question. “I know, but that wasn’t what I asked you, was it?” Her words were soft, and her eyes seeming to match. “Are you okay?”