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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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.
A winter storm rolled near, soon it would take over the land and blanket it in a new layer of snow. Wintryoasis stood in one of her favorite places within the territory, a small cliff overlooking a section of the evergreen forest. Parts of it were icy and dangerous to step upon, unless you wanted to tumble to your death. But she'd always found the spot relaxing. To be able to look out over the land, the territory she now ruled as it's sovereign was breathtaking. Blinding white snow covered the land, the green of the trees countering it's brightness. The greying of the storm clouds above set the stage for a dreary day to come.
She'd need to head back soon, least she becomes trapped in the storm. Stepping carefully back away from the cliff's edge, Wintryoasis made her way back towards the evergreen forest.
If you are looking at this thread, then that means you figured out the riddle! Congratulations! Below lists what team you are on. Due to low numbers and the lack of a third Knight, there will only be two teams at this festival. Teams will be switched up at every festival, how you find out which team you're on may vary, so pay attention!
Stormyblizzard looked up to the sky taking note of the rolling grey clouds in the distance, soon the already cold region in which she lived would grow even chillier, enough that even the thick pelted she-cat herself would begin to feel it's affects. She let out a content sigh and smiled, continuing on her way until her eyes spotted Wintryoasis. "Well, hello there." She purred, trotting up to greet the Sovereign.
Harlow shifted his paws anxiously as he eyed the clouds above. Was it going to snow? He might live in WinterClan, but that didn't mean the warrior was overly thrilled about the endless supply of snow.
