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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Cylasis-tyke looked around cautiously with stormy blue eyes, as far as he could tell no one was watching him and so he made his move, slipping through the shadows he made his way out of Post Kilo to explore. He wasn't too worried about being scolded considering who his parents were, son of the commander and a sentinel, one of which could hardly resist his cuteness meant he was free to do as he pleased...Right?
He might be the son of the commander but he was his brother. "Where do you think you're going Cylasis?" Myst questioned seemingly appearing out of nowhere. He'd become a shadow in these tunnels, really taking to the life he now spent underground his his sister had won his service in one of her games. "I don't think your mom would give you permission to go wandering around by yourself would she?" He raised an eyebrow over his icy blue eyes.
The dark brown tabby tyke looked toward his uncle as he spoke, his storm blue eyes taking on a look of innocence. "I was bored in the post, and I dont think mother would be too awfully mad at me." He looked up at Myst, he didn't think his cuteness would work on the older tom like it did his mom, so he didn't try it.
