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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Immortalkit sighed as she swatted at a moss ball that the younger kits were playing with. She had reached her sixth moon and would be promoted soon, but in the meantime, she was bored. She didn't want to play kit games anymore. She wanted to do what the apprentices did. After all, she was getting older. She had to show everyone that she was worth of being promoted. Finally, she pushed herself to her paws and started to walk towards the fresh kill pile. Maybe she should just get something to eat to get her mind off of how bored she was.
Unseenkit stared blankly in the direction of the fresh kill pile, seeing nothing and everything. Unlike that cats that relied upon their eyesight, Unseenkit had her own way of the seeing. The sounds, the smells, and the vibrations helped her form an image in her mind of the world around her.
She could hear the youngest kits mewling in the nursery, a patrol returning, and a bird flying overhead. The other kits didn't really play with her either, and a big part of that had to do with her father... a traitor...a murderer...
Brokenstride watched unseenkit quietly, looking away after a moment to look at the other kits. She knew the rumors about the kits, something that made her furious to no end.