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!
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SURFKIT wind - Owlets SURFKIT Surfkit was born in born into Winterclan, to, Blizzardstorm her father and Cloudiris, her mother on October/30/2018 in Leaf-Bare (winter) at Moon-high (12:00 AM). She was raised by her mother until the age of 3 months, and then she died from blackcough. Her father was not at her birth due to his demise from battling cancer. So she is being taken care of by the Queens of the Clan. She has milky white-grey pelt with dark yellow-green eyes that is slightly fluffy. Kit
AHZIDAL roleplayed by the.stars.dance Hate is strong. No one can deny it. A fervent hatred for something is incredibly powerful in shaping a person, especially if is all you know. You begin to feed on it and draw your energy and will from it. Perhaps the only "great" thing about hate: with no influence from the outside, it has no bounds. Perhaps that is all you need to know about Ahzidal. Above all, he is fueled by negativity. If you speak to him, you will no doubt get a bite taken out of you by this bitter, scornful tom. Unlike others, even as a kit, he doesn't trust anyone easily, including his own family. Perhaps this cynical nature comes from a lack of knowledge. He does not know who his father is. At some deep level, it disturbs him. He doesn't realize it himself. In fact, he hardly recognizes himself as cynical or bitter. He sees himself as enraged, which indeed he is. His temper and potential for destruction are comparable to cats born into Primal Instinct. Perhaps Clan is better for him in that regard. Some sort of regulations would definitely limit his potential, but he will destroy. He is an embittered destroyer, one that does not know anything else. That is all the silver tabby sees in himself. His amber eyes know nothing but pain. If someone were to ease it, what would he be? The world may never know. Left NightClan to seek more power after his darker self took over, and found himself in WinterClan with the guidance of a friend. Soldier