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.
"RAGH!" Mysterypaw snarled tearing into a tree. Frustration, anguish and just plain wrath flooding her. Since Wolfpaw's death she'd been on edge, and now she felt like her temper was on a hair trigger. A few apprentices had been talking and something one of them had said had rubbed Mysterypaw the wrong way and the young Black she cat had been overwhelmed with the primal urge to just launch herself at her and claw her.
She'd managed to contain herself and scurry off to claw up the tree she was currently leaving deep gouges in with her claws.
"Hey, are you alright?" Cougarblood approached the student slowly. He didn't know she had been one of the ones to watch his brother die, only noticing her through the sounds of her cries and raking tree bark. He almost winced a bit as he slowly came up to her, feathered silver tail lining her back. "What's going on in that noggin?"
Mysterypaw shrugged off his tail. "There's nothing going on in my 'noggin'." She spat her fluffy pelt bristling to make her appear even larger. "And I'm fine, leave me alone!" She snapped, turning to march off, still steaming and not confident she wouldn't start snapping her teeth at him if she didn't move away.
