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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11.06.2022 The site has been transformed into an archive. Thank you for all the memories here!
Here on Classic we understand that sometimes life can get difficult and we struggle. We may need to receive advice, vent, know that we are not alone in our difficult times, or even just have someone listen to what's going on in our lives. In light of these times, we have created the support threads below that are open to all of our members at any time.
CEDARKIT heart Roleplayed by encré Life started out rough for him, his mother died just a few weeks after his birth and his father unable to care for him. Luckily his aunt, Serpentinekiss, stepped forward and brought them to SunClan. While Serpentinekiss stepped into the role of mother, she always talked about his birth mother. Cedarheart grew up with two sisters Minkgiggle and Wrenflutter, though with the clan he had many more playmates than just his sisters. He really blossomed in the clan, he may not be the best hunter or even a competent fighter, he thrives with social interaction. It is the only thing he could even be considered competent in. Cedarheart still can mess that up though missing signs and other details that leads him to saying the wrong thing. Yet he tries, so hard and means well. Cedarheart is smaller than an average tom and smaller than some she-cats as well. He has a creamy tan pelt marbled with colors of rich chocolate and deep black. Between the marbling is faint grey ticking. His golden amber eyes seem almost too large for his face and is paired with a white muzzle completed with a tiny ruddy nose. Cedarheart looks just like the pure-hearted disaster he truly is.
INSANITYKIT queen Roleplayed by Dreamrain She looks like a small pure white puff ball. Her nose, ears and paws are dipped in ashy grey fur. Her eyes are a vibrant green similar to her mother Foxstar's. She was named for her mother's current insane state. Insanityqueen's sanity isn't much better. She comes off a sweet as honey. Killing others with fake kindness.
Rank : Kit
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BREEZE windskip Roleplayed by Cleaver Kits die. It is a tragedy of life that the young are injured, sick, mistreated, and perish — but it is an injustice that it happens so frequently in her own clan. She’s watched bullies descend on her friends, seen kits torn from their mothers far too early far too often, witnessed the brutal murder of her nieces and nephews; felt the agony of her own sons taken from her side and pressed into service before their time. No more. It was her silent vow, made in the quiet of the night as she fought back her grief for her lost sons for the sake of her remaining daughters; it is the anthem that hardens her heart. Let the kits of her clan become victims no longer. A lithe feline of grey and white patched silky fur, her slender frame has filled out since the birth of her litter, just as her green eyes have become lined from stress and exhaustion, and the black tip of her ear shorn with ivory. She was born to Radon and Cruz, two she-cats experimented on by twolegs, to a litter of four, and her brother Muddypelt became a spy then a leader, only to be overthrown with his kits taken and murdered. She recoiled at the image, horrified, especially when her own were due to be born shortly after, and prayed they would be safe from such cruelty. Her mate Creekghost was accursed, born of a medicine cat, and crossed clans to be with her, where his work drove him into obsession. She balanced in the edge, terrified of the future and desperate for the support of her distant husband, until the birth of their kits united them once more. It was not to last. Solsticestar smiled as she stole away her sons moons before they were set to be promoted, taking Pondpaw as her own apprentice and forcing the unwilling Firepaw to become a medicine cat, and Breezestep discovered there was room in heart to loathe another cat. She set out to become the protector of kits and a loud opponent to her leader, even as her son pleaded and threatened her for it. When their clan was destroyed she fled with her family to start over, but she fears how it will end. Breezestep is fierce, unapologetic, and angry. She is a sweet and kind she-cat but injustice has hardened her and she will not tolerate it anymore. Her clan is her family, she is the mother of their kits, and she will not let any more perish.
RAY ghostcrown Roleplayed by Cleaver He may have his father’s black and white pelt and his easy grace, but Inkspray is dead to him. Once he idolized the older tom, admired and imitated everything he did, but then he saw the truth— saw his father standing over his clanmate’s body with blood in his whiskers and a cruel look of satisfaction. Dorsalpaw never turned him in, and they each pretended the other never existed. He became a Mudlark Apprentice to escape the unintentionally hurtful comments about following in his old man’s footsteps, worked hard to prove himself, and when their order disbanded found himself mentored by his former Mudlark Commander. Against his will Creekghost became a surrogate father, one Dorsalray teased and annoyed to no end. The flood destroyed their clan and he saved his mentor’s mate, earning himself the right to travel with them, and though he’d never admit it, this is a better life than he ever hoped for. His new name, Ghostcrown, took him hours to craft: it had to be perfectly mocking and arrogant, an allusion to his mentor but also a sign of his own glory. Ray is a strapping tall lad, black with minimal white on his chest, toes, and tail-tip, and white on the bridge of his nose above a scruffy black chin. He’s arrogant, mocking, conceited, and suave— and he does it all with such a playful grin, it’s more of a joke than an insult, and it makes him that little bit more sufferable.
POND floodfate Roleplayed by Cleaver An undersized gray and white tom, this lanky youth is twisted, independent, and off-putting. He asked for his own name to be changed in memory of the flood that destroyed his clan. His mentor in his old home was the leader and they fought constantly, despite her affection for him, and he has only grown more callous with age. He is brother to Flamejaw.
HANDSOME sparrowflight Roleplayed by Cleaver He lost his sanity long ago, and with it went his good heart. He is not cruel or cold, and many cats can’t tell he’s different at all, other than his strange personality, but all of the potential of his youth was gone in an instant and it left him an entirely different cat. Sparrowflight is no longer optimistic or playful, isn’t determined to serve his clan or even particularly loyal; he’s got a grim sense of humor, is extremely laid back, and almost callous to the suffering of others. He doesn’t intend to hurt anyone else and is a poor, though scrappy, fighter; he doesn’t do harm to cats, he merely doesn’t care much about preventing it either. He used to be of SpringClan, son of the leader and apprentice of the deputy, until his audacity led him to Toxicity and Chief Ozora took it all from him. He was half-dead when WinterClan found him, held him prisoner until he forgot himself and his mind broke. Lovers cane and went until a guard fell into prison beside him and became his mate, then a healer, and he was dragged out of prison and given a home until they fled to SunClan under the names of Hottie and Handsome. Sparrowflight tends to go with the flow of what Mistyrose wants and he's learned not to question her. It's better that way for the both of them.
BLOODYPAW rondo Roleplayed by Jadie A rather handsome long-haired ginger tabby tom with light green eyes. Even as a rogue kit, Bloodyrondo was convinced he was destined for greatness. What the greatness was is still to be determined, but regardless he made it clear to anyone who would listen to him that he would someday be a very important cat. For the most part, Bloodyrondo has grown out of this childish image of grandeur, but he still thinks very highly of himself to the point it would be fair to call him a narcissist. Honestly, it is with good reason; he is always well-groomed, is a skilled Warrior and can be extremely likable. While he is not the smartest cat (even though he may think he is), few would deny his dedication. He fails when it comes to team-work, though, since, as far as he is concerned, no one else can quite do it as well as he can. Yet, Bloodyrondo's biggest flaw is that he is quick to anger. His rage typically boils over in the form of curses and threats, but he has been known to initiate a physical fight over even the smallest disagreement. Bloodyrondo is not one to apologize for his actions, but he does not hold grudges and will act as if nothing happened even after saying/doing something unforgivable. This tom is truly devoted to the success of SunClan and is a dear friend to those who can look past his fits; however, if he doubts someone's faith, he would not lose any sleep ending that cat's life. Mentor: Please assign one Rank: Apprentice
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Nov 24, 2019 13:24:19 GMT -5
RENEGADEPAW naivety Roleplayed by Spiderheart A dainty she-cat with thick back and white fur, and eyes that glow blue like the deepest parts of the ocean. Renegadenaivety was born with a short fuse, a temper always on the brink of surfacing, she is not one to waste time on trivial and pointless things that provide no reward for herself. She looks up to her mother and father though she would never allow such information to become known, instead admiring her parents in silence and noting the things they do and say so she may learn from them. Renegadenaivety has a dark personality, she is always hoping for the worst to happen to those around her, including her littermates. She wants to see others fail, to witness the emotion and turmoil, to see how much it takes to finally push them past their breaking point only to be left dangling over the edge. Apprentice Zodiac sign - Wind
SUNNYKIT skies Roleplayed by Spiderheart Sunnyskies is a bright orange colored she-cat with white markings and amber eyes. Sunnyskies is always looking at the bright side of every situation, where most see sadness and disaster she tries her hardest to bring forth the good and positive. She deals with stress and grief by trying to help others, to the point of pushing herself to her physical limits. She is always on the go, and it is rare to see her remain still for more than a few moments when not sleeping. Apprentice Zodiac sign - Heart
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Nov 25, 2019 4:38:25 GMT -5
DOVEPAW pool Roleplayed by Spiderheaert
Dovepool has a scruffy coat of white layered with contrasts of silver and dark gray with a few light patches of pale brown, her frozen ice blue eyes sharp and penetrating. From a young age Dovepool was not like most kits or apprentices, she did not bound around in a playful manner or get caught up in silly games and drama. The blue eyed she-cat was mature before her time, seeking knowledge and strength from any cat she could, that was her goal in life; to learn everything she did not know and then to learn of the things not known by others. Her power lay in her mind, her capacity to understand and solve even the most bizarre of issues that lay at her paws. Dovepool knows she could very well rely solely on her wits for most things, but even some problems need a forceful answer and for those she is ready with claws unsheathed and teeth barred, her fighting skills are not to be taken lightly. As a kit she would often observe the cats older than her taking in all of their movements and learning their skills, committing it all to memory until she was made an apprentice and could begin to develop her own set of skills, she put all of her focus on becoming the best she could and strive still to become even better. The white and gray she-cat does not care for small talk and may come off as cold to most, but consider yourself lucky is she gives you any sort of acknowledgment because she does not do it lightly. Dovepool is calculated and does not act without reason, she thinks carefully not willing to allow minor misshapes from ruining her work. Dovepool was born in SunClan though her father was killed before she was born and her mother died while kitting, leaving her with no kin in the clan. Mentor: I will need one assigned please Apprentice Zodiac sign - Rose
༼ಢ_ಢ༽ rest in peace reprise's tail ᕙ(░ಥ╭͜ʖ╮ಥ░)━☆゚.*・。゚
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Post by paige.rylee on Nov 25, 2019 23:41:44 GMT -5
RUINEDPAW portrait Roleplayed by paige.dorothy Ruinedportrait is perhaps a perfect example of a portrait, a photo, a flash of colour and light caught in time, frozen in an ever-moving world of chaos. The light casting shadows on a portrait, still, unmoving, watching, waiting for the raven black crepuscular to bleed and ooze out of the frozen memory, to spill down the sides and erupt from every corner, spilling, as if the picture once frozen, once emotionless, was weeping tears of sinister mortality. Once a perfect flash of light, once smiling, once perfect… now ruined in time. Ruined from inside its very soul, for the beautiful, innocent blood of red could not bleed away the crepuscular depth of blood that simply wanted to ruin the light that marked the portrait, once beautiful, once a stunning masterpiece of time. Now gone, buried beneath the blood of sinister evil. Ruinedportrait is that frozen flash of light, her soul once “Bootiful”. The irony of the situation is simply that her names hold such a weight of truth to them, it would make one such as Runinedportrait to almost laugh with disgust at the prospect that her names hold a truth, a prophecy, and destiny to them. Was it the wrong gene? An... oh, so simple mistake that had made this she-cat a lost soul, a soul drowning in its own blood. That is how you could describe Ruinedportrait. Ah yes. You could call her a "lost cause." The she-cat's history is simple, nothing too weird or strange. It's a short story: Ruinedportrait and her siblings Draculad, Bloodyrondo, Sorrowfularia, Innocentlament, and Mudthistle were technically all born kittypets. Their parents being Vibrance and Funk, a short fling in the huge world, nothing new but of course resulting in a litter of strange little children. If you got a bag of "semi-normal"... slightly crazy traits and a few despicable traits, that would be Vibrance's litter. Clearly Ruinedportrait did not win the lottery and landed herself with just a couple of despicable traits. She was born an easy-going cat, with a will to live and a love for everything. She loved flowers and everything cutesy but as she grew and her brain developed, things started to change. Slowly at the beginning, when they lived as Rogues and she was known as Bootiful, things started to be noticed. She became reckless, almost careless. Ruinedportrait also began to see things, beings, dead things, horrible things. They followed her every paw step, whispering in her ear, telling her things. They drained her beautiful world before her very eyes. It was once beautiful, full of flowers and stunning birds flying high. Her mind changed these things, it changed everything she held dear, it ripped the beautiful and sanity away from her, like an evil monster. It didn't take away everything, it left pain, suffering, death, hatred... The ghosts came every day, until one day they stayed and did not leave. Deformed beings, horrible souls of death and suffering. Whatever they were, they did not come from the Dark Forest, not even a cat from that wretched place could hold such a terrifying form of shadows, of melting black ooze... Driven crazy by what she saw, her portrait to the world broken, ruined, the beauty forever ripped away from the she-cat. The worst thing; she had a good soul, a caring heart, a dream to make the world beautiful. Now, all she could see was a 24/7 horror film, chasing her into her dreams. Manipulating her to see the world as a place of horror... Every day the real-world soaked away, colour turning grey, smiles turning into rotten flesh and crocked teeth. It's a losing battle for the small she-cat. As timed past, the only goodness she could find was the little good left in the souls of the Dark Forest. She couldn't reach StarClan and all she had left was the cats from the Dark Forest. She often escapes there in her dreams to get away from the demons that follow her around, talking in her ears every single minute of her life. Mentor: I will need one yup
NEWRESIDENCE Roleplayed by Dreamrain Sixth/Last born of Foxstar’s third litter. A longhaired oriental auburn tom with large ears, angular features, and a white underbelly. Though he is the youngest of the litter Foxstar had with Copperthroat, much like his littermates Windpipe, Lastaffair, and Timesquandor, he is observant, beyond that which is normal. This, he knows, is much to Foxstar’s dismay, as it is easy for them to understand her and her motives, and the Priestess hatred for her ex-mate Deal. Though his morality is gray at best, he often finds himself with Lastaffair, bickering with others and causing trouble for no reason, though he doesn’t have the wanderlust of Windpipe and Lastaffair. He’s just.. Angry, really. Maybe at his father, for never really paying attention to him, or at his mother, more concerned with making Deal’s life miserable and furthering her own goals that her kits were pushed to the wayside. Whatever the reason, the tom enjoys a good fight, focusing his natural talents into battle, and taking out the never ending anger on anyone within reach. (adopted from adoption center). Warrior Zodiac Sign: December / Water / Adaptive
QUEANEVERLASTING Roleplayed by Dreamrain A lithe, feminine white tom with an auburn tail, black ears, and green eyes. Smaller than average, his strong suit never had been fighting. Rather, he is a chatty cat, sassy and sarcastic, charismatic and charming. He enjoys toying with others, for no other reason than he can, and has little interest in things such as politics or orders. Even so, he is a hopeless romantic, one who falls too hard and too quickly, though he recovers just as soon, bouncing back for another conquest or game that catches his eye. To him, his littermates, Zendikdominance, Zoeticobliteration, and Xandubusimulacrum, are perhaps the only ones he truly cares about. Even his parents, Foxstar, and Deal, or his other relatives, he cares little for. But who needs loyalty, really? We’re not here long, so we may as well have fun, at least. (adopted from adoption center) Warrior Zodiac Sign: May / Rose / Independent
NARCISSUSDREAM Roleplayed by Dreanrain Betrayal, alone, abandoned common feelings that Narcissusdream had come to terms with ever since she was born. Her parents were star-cross lovers that weren't even suppose to fall in love. Her mother Nubiancrown had been the Soothslayer Promised and was promised to someone else. Her father Strangemind had been Janus when he met her mother Nubiancrown. The two became childhood friends until Strangemind disappeared one day. No one knew what became of the former Janus but Nubiancrown. The one and only cat that became his secret keeper. Her mother and father met with in private and the two developed a relationship separate from the one her mother was promised to. Nubiancrown's pregnancy is the one that caused her step down from her position as Soothslayer Promised. With the help of Queaneverlasting Nubiancrown's secret was kept safe. He acted as the father to a litter that wasn't his. Just as quickly as Narcissusdream's birth happened, her mother and siblings vanished. The only trace of her mother was a single ivory flame pointed she-kit left abandoned in an empty unoccupied nest in the nursery. Looking nothing like Nubiancrown, Queaneverlasting or Strangemind. The origins of Narcissusdream still a mystery to most. While she herself is aware of her origins and who her real parents are. She holds a bitterness towards them that she has carried all her life. Holding a stronger devotion to the Sun God than either of her parents had. Warrior Zodiac Sign : November, Dreams, Visionary