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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Frostwing stared up at the moon, tail swishing gently from side to side. She had been in MoonClan for a few moons, but every cat she talked to bled out of her mind. She could recall no names and few faces. Frostwing had come here because something about Selene called to her. Now, she was just a lonely cat in a clan where she knew nobody.
What am I doing here, Goddess? No answer, as expected. But she wouldn't give up. Her eyes trailed back down from the moon to the camp in front of her. Nearby she sensed another. Frostwing needed to get to know others here, if she was to stay, didn't she? Perhaps that was what her next step was supposed to be. She was being ignored because she, too, was ignoring.
"Clanmate?" she called out, taking a hesitant step toward whoever was in the shadows.
ѕнαdow✩ - Zes or Devraj are both okay! I'll let you choose who calls to you more
Amused golden eyes suddenly gleamed in the darkness and a chuckle rang out before a form stepped from the shadows. Even under the moonlight, glitter sparkled and shone as though the stars themselves had been trapped in his pelt. Despite the dramatic entrance he made, he looked rather bored, save for the humor that danced in his eyes.
"Is that how you acknowledge everyone's presence? Have you not gotten used to the scents of your clanmates yet?"
He tilted his head and drew closer to her. "I admit, I haven't seen you around very much, however. Perhaps you're just as oblivious about the rest of us."
He smirked and stooped low in a bow before drawing himself upward with grace. "Zestal Enam VI. At your service."
