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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Spookbat was a knew mother, and she had no idea what she was doing. Panicking, she glanced back towards the den, where she'd left crying kits. She had no idea what they needed, what they even wanted. Had she scared them? Probably. She'd had another episode, one that left her in the corner of the den hissing those who came near her. Now, the poor mother was pacing outside the den, unable to quell their tears.
( i'm getting ready to add frightsight so i'll just reply with him ^^ )
A cat of few words as usual, Frightsight was lying by himself on the edge of camp, his pale blue eyes gazing off into nothingness. The was until his sister appeared from the nursery and began pacing, her kits crying inside. He cocked his head and stood, padding toward her on silent paws. "Spookbat, is everything okay?" His voice was quiet and husky, hardly used like rusty door hinges. He touched her shoulder with the tip of his tail, concern in his eyes. "Are the kits alright?"
