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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Reaperkiss had been thoroughly surprised when Thistlestar had given her an apprentice- she was a relatively new warrior to Springclan, having chosen to stay since recovering from her illness. She was hardly a trusted cat, with her sketchy past and connection to the cult that was Moonclan. Still, her past meant she was an incredibly talented fighter, and a cunning strategist. Perhaps that was why the leader had given her an apprentice.
She was waiting for Primrosepaw now, in the hazy gray dawn light. She was a shadow- a small, lean black cat with piercing, emotionless yellow eyes. If she had to guess, she would bet that her new apprentice would be wary of her- most Springclan cats still were. They whispered about her- an ex-assassin, a cat blessed by a pagan moon goddess with the eerie ability to read cats and situations. She was hardly reformed, and she still was doubting her decision to stay here. But she would wait it out, see how it went.
Primrosepaw wondered why Thistlestar would assign her to a new member of SpringClan. Surely there was a more trusted Warrior that was available? But Primrosepaw was just an Apprentice, what did she know about these types of matters? You shouldn't be questioning your Leader Primrosepaw mentally scolded herself. The black feline's thoughts made her slow as she prepared to meet up with her mentor. She at last emerged from the Apprentices den. The black feline was quick to locate Reaperkiss, approaching the Warrior cautiously. "Good morning, Reaperkiss." Primrosepaw meowed with a respectful dip of her head.
