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!
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The sun had started it's climb into the morning sky, the moon still lingering on the horizon, stubborn today. A slim shape slipped from the leaders den, small and sleek as she cut a path towards the fresh-kill pile. Not particularly hungry, as she often spurned food no a days. But she went through the motions, enjoyed being in the hub of camp to simply overhear gossip. Despite being the leader of Springclan, her looks were mundane and easily overlooked. The only thing that stood out about her being her mismatched eyes. As long as she kept her head down others often didn't even notice her among their numbers, letting her listen in to their daily lives. Letting her learn how to better manipulate them, to maneuver them as she wished to.
Rumors floated among them. From mundane to drastic. But what made a cruel grin cross her features was the whispered comment about poor Maplenose. 'Having to raise those kits alone.' She wondered if it was Smokecloud who had planted that seed to grow, the medicine cat had become poorer and poorer at hiding his displeasure with the queens situation.
