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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Cypresswind easily climbed her way up an old pine tree and traveled along its branches, leaping from tree to tree for several minutes until she finally found a spot she was happy with. She perched comfortably above the forest floor and rested her chin on her paws her gaze turned toward the star streaked sky, she'd always had a fascination for the stars and the other wonders of the night sky. After several minutes of sitting on the branch she sighed loudly, she'd felt restless for the past several days and the young warrior couldn't figure out why. Half of her felt like running and another part of her wanted to sit and remain on the tree.
Wolfriot had been out late on a hunt; the tom never seemed to stop working. He was passing by a tree with a vole in his jaws when he caught the scent of a cat. Dropping his prey, the large grey tabby swung his head around with jaws parted, confused on where the scent was coming from. Only when he heard the faint sound of claws against bark did he look up. Embarrassment and amusement crossed his face as he looked up at his Clanmate in the tree.
"Having fun up there?" he called up, feathery tail waving behind him.
Cypresswind stared down at Wolfriot, amusement lighting up her face. "Absolutely!" She responded with a flick of her tail. "Having fun down there?" she questioned, slipping down from her spot in the tree and landing gracefully on the ground below.
Face splitting in a grin, the tom ducked his head in a greeting. "Hope I'm not bothering you," he meowed with a wave of his tail. His amber eyes wandered back up the tree, wondering what the she-cat had been doing up there. "I caught Clanscent and couldn't figure out where it was coming from."
"It amuses me how often it confuses everyone when they finally spot me up in the tree! and no you're not bothering me, I'm wasn't doing much of anything anyway." She responded with a small shrug. "Good hunting?" She asked, eyeing the vole Wolfriot had caught.
