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.
YUCCABLOSSOM! “I take my pills and I’m happy all the time, I love my girl but she ain’t worth the price…” There’s a fine line between optimism and pure delusion, but it’s nearly impossible to tell which side someone is actually on. A gorgeous black and ginger tortoiseshell with bright, sunny hazel eyes, Yuccablossom is the splitting image of her mother, Gravelshell. But while her former leader mother is stoic and rational, she is idealistic and positive to a fault. It is her wholehearted belief that there is no such thing as true evil in the world, and no matter what tragedies take place in front of her own eyes, there will always be peace and happiness just over the horizon. For most members of her clan, her cheerful demeanor is refreshing to see, but when the going gets tough, it can quickly get on a cat’s last nerve, or become extremely unnerving, depending on the situation. Because although she sees the world through rose-colored glasses, she is far from innocent. In fact, she’s almost alarmingly skilled at fighting and overpowering her opponents. It is only during these rare moments when one can see a different side of her; a dark look in her eyes as she talks about her dreams of a perfect utopia. Nevertheless, she is a loyal warrior who always has a supportive shoulder for those who need it. The only daughter of the Gravelstar and Leucisticcrow, they are usually the ones to step in when things get out of hand for her. But no matter how hard her overprotective and cynical mother may try, Yuccablossom cannot see any flaws in her naive beliefs. She loves her parents and her brothers dearly and is usually seen as the peaceful, albeit thorny, flower blooming amid their strong personalities. Roleplayed by JADIE Warrior
THUNDERRUMBLE A handsome silver tabby tom with sky blue eyes. He was once Nightclan's deputy, previously known as Larkwing, when Flamingsoul pushed him into a twoleg trap where he was then taken. He was adopted out to a family of twolegs where he spent many moons. He missed his clan and mate every day but couldn't get back to them. That was until one day the twolegs accidentally left the door open and he made his escape. He travelled far to get back home and faced many dangers. By the time he reached Nightclan territory, he was exhausted, dehydrated, and very ill. Ahava and Turbulentsea, the Nightclan medicine cats tended to him. While he was ill, Flamingstar ordered Ahava to end Larkwing's life because he was the rightful Nightclan leader and posed a threat to the throne. However, Ahava, Turbulentsea, Creampuff, Infernalkaiser, and his mate Cannalily, helped him escape to Swiftclan where they "faked" his death. They told Flamingstar that he had passed in his sleep and they took care of the body. Now, Larkwing lives in Swiftclan and changed his name to Thunderrumble so that Flamingstar would never find him. He misses Nightclan and wishes he could return but he knows that his life as a Nightclan warrior is over so long as Flamingstar has Nightclan under her control. Roleplayed by Spot Warrior
MISTKIT! berry The story goes that once upon a time two brothers lived, royals by blood. King of the land, the older brother ruled peacefully and all loved him. He gave power to his younger brother as a guard of the land, but that soon became not enough for the power-hungry little brother. The younger brother killed the other to gain the older one's crown, and tricked the people into following him for some time. He was then later defeated by his nephew and the crown was returned to the rightful heir while the evil brother was banished for his crimes. Evil through and through. Well, Mistberry isn't like that. Or is he? Dark silver tabby fur can be seen defending his siblings are arguing for them at every turn. He's learned to use his words and actions to manipulate those around him in order to get what he needs in order to protect and watch over his siblings. But those blue-green eyes have become corrupt as they've seen how words and actions can lead to his own goals. While growing up, he took it upon himself to look after and protect his brother and sisters, go so far as to defend them from their own parents. His cunning ways, artfully spoken words, and swift actions led to triumphs in their favor. While it all started off due to his nurturing nature, it soon becomes much more than that. Mistberry realized that he could have and do whatever he wanted by manipulating others. It's just like the story. The younger brother sought more power after getting just a taste of it. But to what lengths will Mistberry go to in order to keep his power? What excuses will he use to justify his actions?
BRINDLEKIT! mist Dark silver fur drifts across her diminutive frame much like how a storm cloud blinds the sun. A sparse dappling of honey cream poke through steely cirrocumulus waves of long, satin-soft fur, most prominently on her face and front right paw. She’s smaller than most but has a big presence: tufted ears, an unusually long, plummy tail and a pronounced muzzle mark her as Maine Coon descendent. Warm citrine eyes - twin bolts of lighting - complete her politely brewing storm. Her beauty is best described as regal but she doesn’t just look the part. A natural leader, Brindlemist has a knack for drawing out the best qualities of those around her. She is extremely considerate, does not mind repeating herself and demonstrates an uncanny level of patience. She performs her Warrior duties well and is always an asset to any patrol. However, do not wake the lion: Brindlemist’s rage is a vicious storm. Petty arguments and snide comments do not so much as ruffle her fur but any direct attack on one of her loved ones is a different story. She is fiercely protective and will go through great lengths to guarantee the happiness of those she holds dear. Roleplayed by Jadie Kit (Indigopastel's Litter)
GOOSEKIT! jump A dark grey tabby tom whose fur could almost be compared to a shadow, in that it falls and darkens as he moves through the world. His eyes are pale green, rimmed ever so slightly with a darker forest around the edges. Goosejump, the son of Lamb and Beestripe, Goosejump is a fairy anxious cat who you can often find pacing around whatever territory SwiftClan has claimed. He often worries about those things that are out of his control, and he's always at least slightly wired. At the same time, though, he is also very lively, and he prefers when he can turn his anxious energy into playing with others or chatting, or just generally interacting with the world around him. Goosejump has a vivid imagination, which makes him very good with the younger cats and also good at problem solving, but it can also be detrimental in that the worst case scenario os often playing in the back of his mind. Brother to Mistberry, Stormbunny and Mothquiver. Roleplayed by IAN
LIONKIT! blood A large, muscular, medium furred, pale golden tabby tom with arctic blue eyes. Driven by an unshakable sense of self righteousness, Lionblood will always do what he truly believes to be the right thing regardless of whether or not it goes against the rules. He’s the kind of cat that always looks out for the little guy, even when the odds are against him he never backs down. Even under stress he manages to keep a level head in any situation and isn’t provoked by anything or anyone. Generally laid back, he likes to relax and joke around just like anyone else. Still he’ll be the first to volunteer to help out in any given situation. He doesn’t like to admit it but he has attributes of a natural born leader, and takes charge when he has to with ease. As far as ambition goes, his is small, all he wants to do is serve his clan to the best of his abilities. Despite his large size there’s a visible softness to him, that isn’t just his fur. Lionblood is naturally sweet, and funny without ever being mean. Even though he has no issue telling others what they need to hear and not what they want to hear. Roleplayed by STARK RAVING MAD Kit (Indigopastel's Litter)
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 10, 2020 14:42:50 GMT -5
DAWNKIT! frost A knight of ice, cloaked in armor as white and bright as the blinding sun above us. Each point has been delicately dusted with light orange, like cinnamon sprinkled on top of a pile of whipped cream pancakes. But don't expect such sweetness from Dawnfrost. The only way your teeth will hurt from her is if she knocks them out. Overly rigid and orderly, she follows the rules first and her conscious second. Though she also tends to consider the needs of the many over the needs of the few. Picturing herself a knight from fairy tales of old, she is quick to jump into the fray to defend someone. Even if it doesn't help her, perhaps especially as she tends to be a little too concerned for others over herself. She tends to get in arguments with her littermates about who's right and who's wrong. When off duty, she's as icy as they come. Any emotion that manages to cross her face comes across as forced. Blunt to the point of being rude, she seems to live and die on hard truths. But even after winning an argument, only the smallest grin on her face would show she got any enjoyment out of it. Even her eyes reflect her ice knight status, a brilliant blue that's deeper than ice. What lurks under the water of this iceberg is uncertain, though it seems it'll take more than warmth to get her to melt. Roleplayed by STRAWBERRYCUPID Kit (Indigopastel's Litter)
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jul 24, 2020 21:46:39 GMT -5
TUSKBLOOD!
"People think we're evil? Do I look evil to you?"
Stalwart to the point of fault at times and gruff in nature, there is a thin wall between those pale eyes and whatever they desire. She's beastly and holds a presence of independence and pride well. Imagine a sunny field of daisies so delicate and beautiful they could make any cold heart sing, and in the middle there is a boldly off-putting pile of nettle just waiting to catch your paw? That's your picture of Tusksblood. Her given warrior name was Tuskblood for several reasons. First, her strikingly monstrous appearance. While she has a way of carrying her self that gives her a raw, rugged kind of beauty, there is no escaping that underbite. Two ivory, pointed teeth stick out from her lower jaw, and her muzzle is a bit flattened to make way for them. Her build is that of a smaller lion. Thick bands of muscles run down a big-boned frame, giving no doubt of her power. Long, dense ebony fur covers those muscles, adding to her size. On her strong-jawed face are two pale green eyes that almost appear to be judging at all times. No doubt, she is fearsome-looking. Many believe that she harbors a number of secrets about past battles and murders. She does not reveal whether those rumors are true or not... However, despite her rough nature, Tuskblood has a chaotic good soul. She is fierce in battle, yet compassionate to the point of sacrificing herself for her clanmates. She is not scared to voice her opinion and make known her desires, and she is fairly stubborn, but she is always considering what is best for the clan. Her desire is to create a prosperous, thriving army of cats who do not fear anything except for the bond of their hearts to be broken. Her relationship with other leaders is one of casual dominance. Is she awfully prideful? Not necessarily. More like, she knows that her personality and appearance is abrasive enough to usually get her way. That being said, she does value alliances with the right people. They have to fit the mold she desires. Now, on to her past. Tuskblood found Summerclan when she was about the age of an apprentice. Some members traveled through her stronghold's territory while on a quest. At that time, there had been a ruinous battle between her little tribe and the neighboring tribe. What those Summerclan members stumbled on was a scene of grief. And there, in the rubble, was this young cat. She was now orphaned and horror-stricken. The group adopted her as their own and gave her a new purpose. She managed to meld together the religion and code of the strongholds to that of the warrior code. While she still has a connection to her ancestors and their beliefs, Tuskblood has always embraced Starclan and clan life in general. Honestly, they were not that different. After living in Summerclan for some time, she felt that it wasn't her destiny to stay there so she went to Waterclan where she served as a temporary deputy for a while. When Waterclan was destroyed by a flood, she went nomad for a while then ultimately returned to Swiftclan so she could grow in love with Batseeker and bother Chimerastar.
OTTERKIT! fish Unlike his much larger brother, Badgerbee, Otterfish has a small build, short and lean, what he lacks in strength he makes up for in speed. He is a mostly white tom with splotches of orange/brown on various parts of his body, and eyes blue as the ocean. Otterfish is the brighter of the two siblings, and while they do not share similar outlooks and personalities it is very clear that the two care for one another deeply, known to wonder off and travel the unknowns of the world. Correctly named, Otterfish has always been drawn to the water, whether it be a large body or the rain as it falls from the sky, if ever you cannot find him he is most likely getting his paws wet somewhere. Kit
I love otters