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.
It was truly her favorite time of the season. The pale molly made the slow trek out into the forest. A heavy curtain hung low over the forest, bathing everything in cerulean shadows and bright silver hues. It almost looked magical as she padded on, wading through the beautifully lit undergrowth. Diving deeper into the territory, the graceful she-cat trudged on through the underbrush until she happened upon a small clearing. Sitting, Acaciasea cozied herself up under a tree, watching as the shadows began to darken into inky colors. It drew out the silver, causing it to look even more ethereal as the greenery began to almost glow. And just as she had been waiting for, small bodies of light began to drift in the sky above her.
She let out a sigh, rolling back so that she was lying now, her eyes tracing the stars with an almost hungry expression. She'd never been able to share any sentiments with someone; especially her hobbies. Like tonight, she wished more than anything that she could spend it with someone else. Even if just for a moment, she craved that interaction with another. Closing her eyes, she could almost hear the paw steps of her imaginary lover approaching.
Clovernose padded through the forest as the light dappled down on her pelt through the leaves. She felt odd padding there alone with nobody else at her side. Clovernose shook out her long and silky black pelt. Her green eyes scanned the undergrowth curiously. She could smell someone else close by. The giant she-cat crept forward now silently until she could see someone through the ferns. "Hello?" She called out. "Who's there?"
