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.
Peachblush stifled a yawn as he entered the DayClan camp, not wanting the squirrel kept in his jaw to fall to the ground. The sun was just beginning to set, casting a pale orange glow across the territory; he cast his eyes over the camp as he deposited his prey onto the fresh-kill pile, looking for one of his...how many kids did he have now? Eight? Ten? Twelve? He loved them all, but he couldn't deny that it was hard to list them off all at once.
Peachblush frowned to himself, settling down in a nice cool corner once he finally gave up on looking for a family member to talk to. He hadn't exactly made an enemy of his fellow DayClan warriors since he'd arrived there with Fuzzyheart, but he didn't feel like he'd made much social progress with them either, and he'd rather not make a fool of himself and annoy someone who had no interest in talking to him. It was for that reason that he gave a halfhearted sigh and resigned himself to sitting in the corner and waiting there until he saw someone he knew. Long evening.
