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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Larkwing awoke, fresh as a daisy. He stood in his nest and stretched, feeling the cool night air as it chased away the day's blazing heat. He gave himself a quick wash before exiting the warrior's den, heading for the apprentice's den. The cool stone floor felt good under his paws as he made his way to wake his apprentice's. He poked his head into the den, "Beserkpaw, Briarpaw, it is time for training." He pulled his head back out of the den and waited for them to groom themselves and wake up before joining him.
Briarpaw hadn't been sleeping that well since the earthquake. Being in a den made her feel uneasy. It took her forever to fall asleep, and it felt like she'd just closed her eyes when Larkwing said it was time to start training. She yawned as she rubbed sleep from her eyes and groomed her fur, before stumbling out of the den and making her way over to her mentor. She suppressed a yawn.
Briarpaw barely heard the deputy. She was still waking up from her short sleep. She looked forward to being done with today and taking a nap out in the forest somewhere.
