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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Why he kept doing this, he didn't know. In fact a part of him was already regretting the choices he had made that morning. None of the other leaders had bothered to come visit him in his territory, but he was a gentleman true to his word, and he had promised Glowstar a visit. DayClan was some how brighter than he had imagined, and the overwhelming amount of colors was a bit much. He didn't even want to think about the flowery scents that surrounded him and made his nose itch and his eyes water. DayClan in the middle of spring was like a death trap for those with allergies. Still he wasn't about to let his dislike of flowers impact his opinion of Glowstar and her cats. He wasn't about to be undone by mere plants of all things. No Levee was stronger than that, and when he met Glowstar today it would be with a dry nose and clear eyes. The black and white tom had stopped somewhere that had appeared to be a lake and was using this moment of brief reprieve to wash his eyes.
(I'm sorry I missed this, it didn't ping me, but I'm here now!) @samiam
"Levee," The voice was warmer than a summer breeze and seamlessly carried through the air like the chord to a slow song.
Lying among the tall stalks of wheat was Glowstar, on her back, cloud gazing. Silvery clouds twirled slowly through the skies as though the night itself were made of honey. Gradually the winds dragged the clouds through the air revealing twinkling stars. "The wheat is soft around this time of year, come lie beside me," She invited. A smile parted across her lips like sunlight filtering through clouds, "It's always enjoyable have nothing but time with a friend, after all."
