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.
Welcome to SwiftClan! This semi-nomadic group of cats is a very close-knit family where every cat knows each other. This can cause trouble sometimes when it comes to gossip, but it also creates a strong support system.
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JOINING FORMAT ; CAT NAME! SUFFIX bio goes here, any length is fine c: Rank (currently accepting: warriors, apprentices, kits, queens & elders) Mate (can be single) Sexuality (can be undecided)
NOTES ABOUT JOINING ;
SwiftClan's current location is an abandoned Twoleg amusement park.
This Clan tends to be very small! Try and keep this in mind when joining and only add a few cats, if you can :)
SwiftClan cats is open to travelers and cats are free to join the clan for a moon or two before leaving - even if they're still part of another clan!
This clan is mostly made up of rogues/loners/defectors from other clans, not SwiftClan-blooded cats.
SwiftClan doesn't mark or defend borders!
thank you to cleaver for writing swiftclan's description! owo
RUSTYHEART An orange she-cat with green eyes. Has a heart condition. Stubborn, sarcastic, and fiercely protective over those closest to her. There is nothing she can't do, no matter what anyone tells her, occasionally to disastrous results to her health by over extending herself. Roleplayed by Honeystorm Warrior
VULCAN A dusty orange tom with ashen eyes. Really annoying ghost. Father of Phoenixstar, and grandfather to cats like Rustyheart, Tinybreath, and Thunderstorm. He literally followed his Chimerastar to SwiftClan, just because he loves pissing off his grandson. Roleplayed by Honeystorm Elder
LIGHTDAWN! Light gray fur so pale it's almost white. Brown eyes so light they resemble the first light of dawn. It's no wonder how he got his name, the darkest thing about him being the thick ink black tabby stripes that streak his pelt. It's Ironic really, Starclan's own private joke and the only hint of who he truly is. Born of lies and raised in hate it would surprise no one to learn that he is driven by silent rage. Ever since the day he was born he was seen as little more than a burden and a scourge upon his clan. Even the medicine-cat had refused to assist his mother with the birth of he and his litter-mates. This of course stung, why wouldn't it? Light learned from an early age that even though they may try not to when other looked at him they would always sees his father, and he would always be associated with the sins of his father. That would never stop him though, He would always strive to be the best of the best for the clan who despised him so. He would be the best fighter, the best hunter and the loyalist cat to ever grace Swiftclan because, in his mind he is. He sees himself as a gift to the clan which is why every look and suspicious glance at him he would grit his teeth and grin as though nothing was wrong. Being the oldest of his litter he takes his role as big brother very seriously. He may not give much regard to how others see him but, his siblings are another matter. He won't idly sit back if someone decides to pick at his siblings and it's only of the only things he will absolutely not tolerate. Light is the kind of cat who, suppresses all his negative feelings, if he's having a bad day you would never know it. He would never give someone the satisfaction of knowing they got under his skin no matter how far he is pushed. His friendly, outgoing demeanor is really all just a facade, hiding the angry hateful cat is really is. All the hate he received from his clan at a very young age, poisoned his mind and turned his heart as black at the stripes on his back. roleplayed by STARK RAVING MAD warrior
CRYPTIDEMBER (cimber) A pretty boy. That's what most would see him as at first glance, and probably second as well unless the cat in question wasn't very astute. This tom's wide shoulders and well built frame is pretty to look at to say the least, add on that his ginger and white pelt and dark amber eyes he's pretty much anything a cat could ask for. The trouble comes when you delve a little deeper. He know's he's pretty and this makes him vain, to say the least, and a chronic flirt at his very worst. He doesn't really understand boundaries or what it means when a cat has a mate. He's never understood why the cats would want to be attached to one individual their entire life if he didn't want to stay with a cat for the same period. Granted he will stick with one interest for a time, he wouldn't call them mates. A thing. That was more of what it was to him. He's funny like that and it's earned him a few scars for his trouble in the past. What really makes him dangerous is his lack of control, which is lightly exhibited in his flirting and more so in his rash decision making. He's pretty much mess, but at some point he might just straighten himself out. Roleplayed by Cyanide Warrior
RUIN He's not much to look at. If he had a mouse for every he heard those words he'd probably be a much larger cat. None the less he really doesn't stand out. His brown tabby fur is much like every other brown tabby's and his yellow eyes aren't the brightest in the leagues. It even seems like his linage, which he once thought was special has been watered down. Everyone these days is related to one leader or another. So what does he have going for him? His hunger for power. He turns that hunger into a drive that pushes him to be the best he can be and let's no one stand in his way. Born and raised a rouge, he eventually joined Absum Lux with the rest of his siblings but those cats are long gone, leaving only him standing. When the League took over Absum Lux Ruin was one of the first to turn his loyalties. He recognized the shift in power and adjusted accordingly hoping to win their favor but to no avail. When the coalition attempted to rise up he turned once more and got run out for it. So here he is. What's next is anyone's guess. Roleplayed by Cyanide Warrior
Gallantlight The harder you fall, the heavier your heart; the heavier your heart, the stronger you climb; the stronger you climb, the higher your pedestal. The one who claws his way to the top from the bottom, the one who rises above all else. Strength is a trait that you must possess in order to survive, as the world will always try to cast you from your throne and burn your roots. Some are born with the privilege of already being close to the top of the ladder, blind to the pain and suffering of those underneath. Others fight tooth and claw to get where they are, standing on fragile grounds. What meaning does social standing have if you can’t back up your words with actions? If you can’t prove why you belong where you are? If others saw the weakness in your heart, saw the hesitation in your bones, what is there to stop them from throwing you off your paws, other than your own strength? You need to be strong, no matter what obstacles stand in your way. Gallantlight had always looked threats directly in the face, learned from a young age that the only one who would watch his back was himself. Very few cats can claw their way into his trust, but that’s how you earn it. He won’t give it away for free, after all. There’s a heaviness in his heart, hidden behind the charming smile he freely throws at any good looking cat he sees, but there’s also strength. There is power behind every little movement, almost as if no step is wasted. At times, you may look into his emerald eyes and see flames, as if a burning forest is about to devour you. Others will say that he is the one being engulfed by flames, but only those who know Gallantlight well enough will be the ones who get away with saying it. Don’t show your weaknesses. The words always echo through his mind, shoved into his brain since he was a kit. Don’t let them push you. There were few things that remain of Gallantlight’s father, but his words haunt Gallantlight daily. Don’t let them see you fall. The ruddy tom is a fire in and of himself, unwilling to be chained down by others. He had watched the failings of his father before him, witnessed as he was taken down by those whom he trusted, those that had seen his weaknesses. By no means was his father a weak cat, but there was one point in which he grew soft. A failing that Gallantlight fears will be his own undoing someday. After all, how can fatherhood not change a cat? Trust is a fragile thing, but it can be well placed. The world is a battlefield, but not everyone has to be your enemy. Role played by lavellan warrior
BLACKLOTUS Black tabby with yellow eyes. Carbon copy of her father yoikes. Daughter of Squirrelpool and Smokeynight. Little brat, but she cute. Warrior
SHADEMIST Born into a gray world, judging gazes and whispered words grating on him from the very youngest of ages. His father a traitor, his mother a feline who fell for his charms. His half-siblings treated like they had the world at their paws while he was scorned. How can one not grow to resent the world then? Especially when the one who followed his father Riverwolf ruined WaterClan, and dared to remake it again under a different name. Not nearly so composed as his eldest brother, the youngest of the litter is a troublemaker all his own. The thick furred silvery tom, with wisps of dark gray rippling through his pelt like gentle waves, his face mostly covered with that darkness as though he wore a mask. His eyes are as deep as the pain his presence seems to bring to the clan, rich like chocolate, with a thin ribbon of yellow running diagonally down his left eye, and an opposite one in blue running up the right. A burden to all who know him, he is a cat who can't seem to get his life together. Impulsive to a fault, without regard to the safety of his own clanmates, if they didn't avoid him for his father, they avoided him purely because he dives headfirst into danger, the type to be the first to start arguments and the last to let go of grudges, risking the lives of all who interact with him, whether intentional or not. He can't help it. It's his way of coping with the isolation, with the glares and the rumors that surround them. If they want a monster, well, they've gotten their wish. He'll give them something to talk about. Warrior
AVIUR A black tom with one silver eye and one gold eye. Got bored of being a bored loner, and joined up in the new SwiftClan. Whoo. Warrior
CERBERUSSPIRIT Chimerastar's brother. A shaggy ebony tom intense amber eyes. Has a barking voice, and serious demeanor, though he is overprotective of his family. He Joined SwiftClan soon after his brother left on his little 'adventure' and has stuck around ever since. Of course, Chim probably just finds his presence annoying. Warrior
MANGOSWIRL! A ginger and white tabby she-cat with green eyes. A former member of SpringClan, Mangoswirl left her home Clan as an apprentice, a few moons her sort-of-father-figure-but-more-like-a-clueless-uncle Peachblush left. As she left before she was promoted, her warrior gave was given to her by no one other than herself, and never receiving a proper warrior name from a Clan leader is her greatest shame. Mangoswirl likes it when she's in the spotlight, and her attitude often grates on the nerves of those she spends time around. Roleplayed by KOMIHARU warrior
OCEANJASPER! A handsome lynx point tom with sky blue eyes. This tom has dramatic charcoal gray points and almost-black classic tabby stripes which fade to a creamy white against his torso. Oceanjasper's most notable feature would be his fluffy gray tail; while he himself is short-haired, his tail is long-haired, making his silhouette easy to recognize from a distance. He is average in size and strength but remarkably hardy and sure-footed. While he may not stand out as a Warrior, he is known for his extreme curiosity and sharp mind. He is captivated by even the most simplest of things, such as a feather or a rock, often spending hours collecting them. He can be so engrossed sometimes that he can disappear for days to fulfill some silly quest, like matching a leaf to its original tree. It's hard to blame him for his curiosity. Oceanjasper was born on a twoleg freighter and spent the majority of his life at sea until he somehow got himself trapped in a shipping container. Soon afterwards he found himself in a new world. He'd never seen a tree, a monster, a twolegnest, all of it was foreign to him. The sea-farer was intimidated, yes, but not afraid; the experience opened up his unrivaled thirst for knowledge. He can be a little inconsiderate sometimes but is a good friend nonetheless. Roleplayed by JADIE Warrior
life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Jan 30, 2020 9:44:27 GMT -5
FUZZYPEACH A forever plump ex-kittypet with glossy light ginger and amber eyes. Fuzzypeach was born a small, scrawny creature but his former twolegs were good about feeding him and before long he was huge. The rotund tom had quite a reputation in twolegplace for being a food thief, eventually he felt he was unwelcome in the neighborhood and struck out for adventure. There is no loyalty with Fuzzypeach, apparently, because he walked away from his family and twolegs without a second thought. The tom lost no weight in his time roaming, finding it was easy enough to share meals with friendly loners. However, he found what he wanted in SwiftClan. The newly formed clan was full of cats of various origins, they welcomed him and his ample size, and now he knows how to hunt and be a part of them. He also knows what every type of prey tastes like, but hey, a cats gotta eat. Roleplayed by neverforgotten Warrior
TINYBREATH - GidgetGal Not many cats would take much notice of her at first glance; silky pitch-black fur, with a single white paw to stand out against it, and icy pale blue eyes. She's unusually small, not much larger than an average apprentice, but that isn't what sets her apart from the others. The truth is this tiny she-cat used to be just a gasp away from death's doorstep. Her mother Phoenixriver, known as Phoenixstar of Waterclan at the time, had an extremely difficult and painful pregnancy, leading her to lose four of her lives during the kitting; two of which were given up to save the lives of her newborn daughters. Born premature, both sisters were forced to live their lives with their own burdens to bear...defects. Tinybreath's name in particular many would call ironic, if not scarily accurate. She has a lung condition, one that prevents her from exerting herself in any way without having to stop and rest after only a few moments. When she was an apprentice, it was impossible for her to practice any fighting moves or chase after prey, leaving her unable to defend her clan or provide for it. Tinybreath felt completely useless, believed her life would never amount to anything, and at times wished that she had never been born at all. But when she was a warrior, her eyes were opened when a horrible accident occurred. A clanmate who had everything Tinybreath had ever wanted: a loving family, a loyal mate, gorgeous kits...had unexpectedly died. How was that even possible? How could someone so perfect, with so much to live for, die while she was still alive? It was at that moment that Tinybreath realized the truth of her world; life was hard for everyone. No one had it easy, and everyone suffered through their own problems silently, while she had spent years wallowing in her own self-pity. From that moment on, she was a different cat. She works hard every day to help her clan as best as she can, refusing to just give up and die just because she’s different. Tinybreath also managed to reconnect with her family, reconciling with them just in time before her father Lightningswift and older sister Swangrace were lost to the plague. Even after Waterclan's destruction and the exodus to her ancestral home of Summerclan, she stands loyally by her brother Chimerastar's side, holding onto hope for their future in spite of the challenges they may face. Warrior
SLIPRABBIT - GidgetGal Once upon a time, there was a gentle princess, the beautiful daughter of a clan leader; dearly and deeply loved by the whole of Waterclan. And there was also a handsome, devilish rogue, who fell in love with the princess. But then, a terrible sickness swept through the clan, showing no mercy as the princess fled for her life, and for the life of her unborn kits. The story ends with the princess dying, making her family swear to take care of her beloved kits before taking her final breath. At least, that's the story Sliprabbit chooses to believe. A short, fluffy silver tabby she-cat with a white chest, and the softest of clover-green eyes. Of her siblings Skiprose, Scorchsoot, and Shatteredshine, she's the one with the most striking resemblance to their mother Swangrace, and she knows it. She can see it in the eyes of her aunts and uncles when they look at her; a muted sadness and longing hidden behind their love and pride. Despite this, Sliprabbit doesn't try to be anything other than herself, hoping to build a reputation outside of her mother and absent father, Deadstrike. A soft-spoken and gentle soul, Sliprabbit is a romantic at heart, constantly dreaming of finding her own true love. Her love of love can occasionally lead her into a bit of trouble, as she'll attempt to play matchmaker for some of her friends and clanmates as well. Though it's easy for her to get carried away from time to time, Sliprabbit genuinely has a good heart and is devoted to both her friends and her family. From Waterclan's destruction and her subsequent move to Summerclan as an apprentice, to now as a member of her uncle's newly-formed Swiftclan, Sliprabbit is dutifully loyal to both her clan and her family. Though on land she's as clumsy as can be, her true beauty comes out in the water, where she swims as gracefully as any princess. Warrior
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jan 30, 2020 12:15:16 GMT -5
PYGMYPRAWN! Sometimes fun things come in small packages and occasionally there are strange things that come in those tiny boxes. Pygmyprawn falls into the latter. Found by Chimerastar while she was imprisoned in the Regime, she isn’t exactly what you would expect. She never understood why she ended up in prison with the Waterclan tom and the Sunclan leader. Sure, she had been following him around, trying to see where he was running off to every day. The clan cats had always fascinated her. Before she was imprisoned and then made a warrior of Waterclan, Pygmyprawn had lived a life of secrecy. Many do not know her past and who she was before the events of Riverwolf, and she refuses to tell. One year, the clan might be lucky enough to hear her story. What is known is her fierce dedication to her new clan and the obsession she has with little seashells. She is also known for her sensitivity about her small size. Some cats wouldn’t care at all, but she is constantly being reminded that she is tiny. She is also crafty as heck and can get herself out of any sticky situation, which she tends to fall in often. Pygmyprawn has a somewhat strange appearance. White and grey fur swirls all over a wiry, tiny frame. Bright, round green eyes the color of fern leaves stand out boldly against her little triangle face. Her eyes ears are a bit too large for her body and legs a little too long. Roleplayed by SIMPLYLIGHT
CHASINGKIT! mist A medium length black-silver tortie she-cat with extremely pale silver eyes. Despite her thicker coat, she is quite slim and muscular under her speckled pelt. Having been abandoned by her parents as a kit, Chasingmist and her siblings managed to survive long enough in an abandoned cave enough for Swiftclan cats to rescue them and take them in. The memories of her parents were foggy, but Chasingmist never really cared much to discover more as she took deeply to her new adoptive family. Growing up in Swiftclan, Chasingmist thrived in the nomadic lifestyle. She is well tempered and caring of her clanmates who she cares deeply for as if they were her own blood. Chasingmist can be selfless, often to a fault, neglecting herself from time to time for the sake of others. Because of her thoughtful self, she is often stepped over by her litter-mates and other more formidable and forward characters. Everything about this she-cat is peaceful, from her calm deposition down to her graceful movements. The she-cat is the least confrontation cat around, often taking the more neutral route when it comes to conflicts. Despite her peace going ways, she is a fierce fighter when the time comes but favors a defensive fighting style rather than an offensive. Her litter mates are happyflame, Huntingriver, Odddream, and Sleepybrook. Roleplayed by CONSUELA Kit
Post by simplylight on Jan 30, 2020 13:43:40 GMT -5
LOBSTERKIT! death A dark russet tom with yellow eyes that reflect sadness on his parent's death. This poor baby had a completely happy, normal family until some two-legs swiped them up and decided to use them for experiments. Last he had heard, they had met a cleaver and then a microwave. Lobsterdeath had just wanted a happy home, but now he wanders around with Swiftclan, lost and unhappy. He has nightmares in the night about cleavers. Despite his sad life, this tom has a hopeful spirit buried deep behind the crippling depression. He is super dedicated to Swiftclan because they took him in and saved him from the cleaver. Roleplayed by SIMPLYLIGHT Kit
OPHELIA! Born a kittypet, raised as such, and believing she'd live her life that way, Ophelia never imagined she'd become one of the forest cats. But she also never imagined being pregnant. This mostly white she-cat with brown patches covering her ears and part of her back was supposed to have been fixed, but the surgery was messed up and moons later she found herself carrying kits. Kits she knew her twolegs didn't want, they'd made that clear when they got her fixed. Escaping the first chance she could, she came across a new home and a new way of life. Since then, Ophelia has called SwiftClan her home and has happily become one of their own. She's been grateful to them for taking her in and teaching her their ways. Kind, anxious, little Ophelia, a beauty in a sea of forest dwellers and yet her heart knows no end to its love. She's fallen in love before, but never with life. Here in the forest, a member of the clan she now calls family, this blue eyed she-cat has found true joy and means to spread it and teach it as best she can. Ophelia may never have dreamed she'd one day live in the forest, but she's happy for the mistake of that surgery moons ago as it pushed her to leave her life of a kittypet behind and begin anew. Roleplayed by PAO
Extra info to include: Rank: queen, expecting, tom unknown Extra Details: ex-kittypet, ran away when she found out she was pregnant Joining Thread: I'd like to make one please!
