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.
(The thread in which Jetclaw and Fawnheart make their way to the moon creek and Jetclaw receives her lives. There are still some lives open to be given! Go HERE if you'd like to reserve a life to give to Jetclaw! I will tag you here whenever it's your turn to give a life!)
Jetclaw paced just outside the entrance of SpringClan camp, trying to fully process everything. Dovewish and Dancingdragon had been a troubling duo to deal with. Both stubbornly doing all they could to try and deny Jetclaw this opportunity.
And though she hadn't expected it, and SpringClan was hardly an army. There was power here. She just had to figure out how to wield it. But the biggest boon to taking this position would be the extra lives. The extra lives that would enable her to go toe to toe with Bloodystar and make him suffer. For he couldn't simply strike her down and that be the end, whereas she'd have to rip life upon life from him.
It would be an even playing field after tonight. Then it was a matter of learning what tools SpringClan had to offer her in her quest for vengeance.
Jetclaw hid a small smile, blue eyes gleaming as she lifted her gaze to the sky. Painted in pinks, purples and oranges as the sun dipped to the horizon. But her gaze went not towards the sun, but instead towards the stars that she could make out in the sky.
She wasn't worried about meeting StarClan, after all, they had chosen her. She wondered if they'd explain their reasoning, or if they'd remain silent. She imagined it'd be the latter, StarClan had never truly been up front. Prefering their 'working in mysterious ways' schtick.
It had made the Sun God seem superior in comparison... though apparently he was just as bad, just not as obvious.
Jetclaw shook her head. Thinking about stuff like that, was pointless. She sat back down, and let her tail curl over her paws, the tip twitching a she waited for Fawnheart to show up so they could be on their way. She would be working closely with the medicine cat, so she wanted to try and get off the right paw with her.
