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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11.06.2022 The site has been transformed into an archive. Thank you for all the memories here!
Here on Classic we understand that sometimes life can get difficult and we struggle. We may need to receive advice, vent, know that we are not alone in our difficult times, or even just have someone listen to what's going on in our lives. In light of these times, we have created the support threads below that are open to all of our members at any time.
Dewsun waited near the entrance to camp for the rest of the noon patrol to arrive. He'd already sent his apprentice off to practice his hunting skills, getting the younger cat out of his fur. If only he didn't have to lead this patrol, he could lounge around camp and show off his gorgeousness to all of the deprived cats of FallClan. But here he was, waiting for the leader of all cats to show up so they can leave, that and the other two, whoever they were. What were they even doing again? Dewsun hadn't bothered to pay attention during the debriefing.
Thrushstar pushed himself out of the leaders den, his fluffy pelt catching on everything. He thought to himself, I need to expand that entrance. He padded to Dewsun with a chuckle. "How are you this morning, Dewsun?"
"Sorry, sorry, sorry! Am I late?" Mandarinstep scrambled to join them, his ears drooping and eyes wide. He had been trying his hardest to prove himself to his new clan, but it was a struggle, and he had gotten too distracted and he was late for a patrol, a patrol with the leader of all cats...
