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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A tiny golden blur streaked past as Honeykit raced forward, darting through a sea of other cats after a moss ball she was very proud of herself for creating. Finally, the little ball of moss came to a halt, snagging on a limb and slowing down just enough for the kit to catch up with it. She considered for a moment just rushing right into the ball of moss at full speed, but hesitated a moment, choosing instead to stalk forward a considerable distance, before crouching, allowing her muscles to bunch up into a slightly lopsided hunter's crouch, before pouncing and landing, if not a bit awkwardly, directly onto the collection of moss she had crafted.
From a short distance away, Cherrykit watched with barely-disguised awe. The little she-kit hadn't been with the Clan for very long, but she'd been immediately enraptured by their way of life and couldn't wait to get out of the nursery for good; watching her denmate, barely older than herself, pull off a fairly decent hunter's crouch (or at least a solid imitation of one) had filled her with determination. And jealousy, but that was beside the point.
"Teach me that," she demanded, still not particularly gifted with any social graces. "The hunting thingy."
