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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Though he wasn't usually one to socialize, Reaper couldn't help but notice just how dull things were lately. Boredom wasn't an issue he had often but, lately it had to been too hot to loiter in the forest. These days the black tom only ever ventured out of camp to hunt and not a moment more than needed. Once that was done, unless Loki tasked him with some other chore he would usually find a nice, cool, shady spot to lounge in. Which was exactly what he was doing now. Letting out a deep sigh the large cat rolled on his back. He was at his limit and desperate to the point he was considering the unthinkable. Actually talking to someone.
The white tom had taken upon himself the unofficial task of clan greeter. It was a time-consuming job but one that he didn't regret; for moments like this, as he approached the strange tom who sat with an absolute deadpan expression, it proved to him that this was his purpose in life. He smiled welcomingly at the tom. "You look as if you may keel over at any minute." His green eyes danced in amusement.
