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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Of course her son was as promiscuous as his father. The feline had watched Dante tear a path through female after female.. just the thought of it sent her claws into the earth and her pearl white teeth flashing in the dark. She'd loved that kit so much she'd murdered multiple cats, including her own brother to make a better world for him.. with less unworthy toms. Yet there he was, dropping off one of his kits at Fallclan? Fine. She'd make the best of this, she'd watch and wait..
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A few moons later the kit had grown into a lanky little thing. He looked so much like Kiba with his black pelt and icy blue eyes it almost hurt. Almost. Kiba had somehow ended up with the goody two shoes while she was down here in the dark forest, scheming as she watched this little tom grow. Him living in Fallclan gave her an idea.. Such a terrible idea.
He wasn't even an apprentice when the she cat stalked into his dreams. "Sweety, wake up. It's time we got you caught up with the program." She prodded his sleeping form in the shadowy meadow she'd dragged his consciousness too.
