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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Post by complacentdevil on May 3, 2021 22:24:18 GMT -5
GHOSTWOOD Roleplayed by ComplacentDevil A small, sturdy dark grey, almost black, tom with a white muzzle and paws and yellow eyes. With a voice like a whisper in the wind, Ghostwood is easy to overlook. His is the phantom voice in your ear, telling you what you wish to hear. He lures you out with silent promises of grandeur, setting you up for whatever he wills as you question your sanity. Many believe that Ghostwood is mute, and as the overlooked sibling, he never really had the chance to put himself out there. Whenever he tried to talk, he was always cut off or talked over, so he stopped trying, and he learned to use others through his whispers. Getting what he wants, when he wants. Playing with others for his own enjoyment. Adaptable and cautious, he will hide his true nature from others. Let them believe that he can’t fend for himself, as it will only profit him in the end. Warrior
Mate || looking-ish? Sexual Orientation || Heterosexual
PHANTOMCHAOS Roleplayed by Stark Raving Mad A small, thin black and white tom with a single amber eye. Although he is normally rational and calm, his view on the world is rather pessimistic. As the eldest of six siblings, the world had weighed him down, blurring the rights and the wrongs. With such a crooked moral compass and his ambitions pointing the way, it’s no wonder the actions he takes. Phantomchaos does whatever it takes to come out on top in the end, not looking back at whatever destruction he has left behind him. All that matters is getting further in life, doing whatever he must to survive. He must make a place for himself in the world, and then help his siblings do the same. He is rather sarcastic and tactless when talking to others, though he does try to be more kind to those he actually cares about. He loves thunderstorms, and finds lightning to be the most beautiful thing in the world. Warrior Mate||None, Available Sexual Orientation|| Undecided
a year and a half later, pumpkin finally gets a real bio
bio update for pumpkinspice (editing the page myself): Not everyone shows their true selves. They are puzzles; complex and confusing, with many different pieces that somehow all fit together to form a whole. Maybe some have a missing piece or two, but the gap is still a part of it. Not every piece is shown, and some are more difficult to find. Digging deep is required to see the completed puzzle, but even then, it may only just be a smaller fragment of a whole. However, some puzzles are more simple, and their full beauty can be seen by anyone. So, what type of puzzle would Pumpkinspice be? With her beautiful orange and white tabby pelt, or her orange eyes, it’s no question as to how she got her name. As friendly as she is energetic, with a stomach to match. There seems to be no end to her appetite, nor a limit to what she will eat. Although she is typically found munching on rocks, it may be a surprise to find that Pumpkinspice does have a favorite flavor: spicy. This neverending quest for food has gotten her into plenty of trouble; be it bee stings or scoldings, she’s been through plenty. Somehow, her stomach is strong enough to handle anything that she eats. Despite always seeming to get herself into trouble, Pumpkinspice is always cheerful. Her getting angry would be just as rare as hearing the words ‘I’m full’ from her. Whether she always looks on the bright side of things when the going gets rough, or she’s just not smart enough to be anything else, no one knows for sure. If each cat is their own puzzle, then Pumpkinspice doesn’t have many pieces.
Post by simplylight on May 22, 2021 14:27:31 GMT -5
HUSHEDMASK roleplayed by simplylight Silence causes vulnerable feelings to emerge from the darkness. Learning to control those thoughts and emotions takes many years of solitude and practice before one is a master. Hushedmask has always considered himself a master at hiding everything considering he spent most of his young life hidden away in dark caves. He was an unlucky cat from birth because of the misfortune of being a product of an affair in a prominent family of kittypets. The twolegs had used his mother for breeding but when she fell in love with an outsider without a pedigree, Hushedmask was born. With blue-grey and white patched fur and striking golden eyes, the affair was obvious from the start. He was the only kitten that survived the birth and the twolegs threw him in some strange black bag and tossed him in the trash while he was still breathing. His mother managed to sneak out and free him but not before letting her bitterness of being caught scar the young kitten. In her rage, she called him a number of insults but the one that has always stuck with him was "monster." She found him another kittypet mother who was kind and loving from the beginning. She named him and took good care of him, but he heard the whispers from the other kittypets. The moment he could eat on his own, Hushedmask ran off to keep her out of harms way. It was then that he began hiding out in the darkness of abandoned tunnels. It wasn't until he was found by a PI member that he truly found a group that he could somewhat belong with. Other "monsters" lived there and in some strange way took care of each other. That was until the monsters turned against him. Really only one, the leader of them all, Funk E'tan. Hushedmask had started over. He had a mate, a family, and a good life in PI. It only took one cat to destroy that for him. After being threatened, beaten, and cast out with the promise of harm to his family if he didn't leave, he ran away to Fallclan. If he hadn't escaped that day, he would definitely not be alive. A part of him will always blame himself for running and not standing his ground. He was a coward for fleeing, but what price would his family had paid if he rebelled? He knew he was no match against Funk. So, this brought Shina, now Hushedmask, to a clan so removed from PI that they would hardly cross paths again, Fallclan. Warrior Mate || He won't speak of her Sexual Orientation || Heterosexual
Edited May 22, 2021 14:34:46 GMT -5 By simplylight
Post by simplylight on May 22, 2021 14:34:33 GMT -5
SUBARU Roleplayed by simplylight Nicknamed "Subi" by most that know him, Subaru is a neat cat to befriend. He was a former rogue born from two former Regime cats running around with a band of characters that he probably shouldn't have been with (like many young rogues do) before being adopted into Moonclan. His jobs of the past were often deadly and harsh, but he rarely talks about it so many aren't aware of his skills. In fact, several underestimate him due to his lanky frame and white and black patched coat. Two common misconceptions are that he is weak and stands out like a sore thumb. However, when you've had the life this rugged tom had, you learn real quick how to fight dirty and hide a bright pelt. While a menacing foe to face in battle, Subaru is actually quite a gentle soul. He prefers using a voice instead of claws any day. He's quick-witted, often snarky, but generally friendly? Sort of? It isn't always clear if he's making fun of you because he doesn't like you or because he does. His dry humor is used as a mask for his less desirable emotions like anger or nervousness. Subaru can also be a tricky cat to learn because he is never in one place for too long and doesn't get close to anyone. Some say he's emotionless and too indifferent, but he prefers it that way. Grief is a lot easier to manage if you never grew close enough to the source to feel it. At least, that is what he attempts to convince himself. Often times, he ends up thrown into friend groups anyways. Warrior Mate || None Sexual Orientation || Heterosexual
Post by achromatic on May 29, 2021 19:18:40 GMT -5
SILVERSPECTRE Roleplayed by achromatic If someone only listens with their ears, can they truly hear? Is it possible to listen without using your ears? The answer has always been yes to Silverspectre. It isn't that he can't speak. He just prefers to speak inside his head, where words flow out as easily as the river. He easily has conversations with everything, the clouds, the trees, the birds...unfortunately, his physical being is a dam that stops the flood, a box that keeps his spirit locked in a prison of fur and skin. The small, lithe tom, timid and constantly shrinking back, only resembles his parents and siblings in appearance. He's nothing like his parents, Frozenstar or Crookedarrow, except for the fact that he's the spitting image of his mother, all silver spotted fur and bright golden eyes. Born in a litter of two, his brother stole his voice and ran for the heavens as soon as they were born, and now he wears this skin and title for the both of them. He's quite the observer–intelligent, quiet, inquisitive–noticing even the littlest things about people, like the way his siblings had an empty look in their eyes, or the way his mother stopped addressing the clan when he was born. It was for that reason he left WinterClan after his mother's passing, finding a home somewhere that didn't know his name. Silverspectre is a ghost. If you only listen with your ears, if you don't look closely at where you go and who you interact with, you'll never find him. Warrior Mate || None Sexual Orientation || Uncertain
MILKYPAW || BEE Roleplayed by uniqcrim For a clan cat, Milkybee can be rather unconventional. She lives in her own little world and is known to collect various odds and ends. She has a stash outside camp with beautiful trinkets, well guarded and hidden from those who would steal them, but is also very generous with them as well. She is known to give rocks and crystals to her friends and family, always telling them to keep it near their nest or important places for protection. She dreams of peace and love and is always in search of knowledge. Milkybee is known for her unfunny jokes and she tends to laugh at inappropriate times. It’s no surprise that this oddity of a she-cat has a tendency to be on the outside of groups but she doesn't mind. Others simply do not understand her or see things the way she sees them. Milkybee is a brown and white tabby she-cat with green eyes, she is often seen wearing a crystal or two around her neck which is crudely fashioned with some old string she found but it gets the job done. apprentice None, Open || (for apprentice+ if none, are they looking?) Heterosexual || (for apprentice+, 'undecided' is okay)
Let me know if anything about her needs to be changed, I wanted her to be unconventional c:
I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae a han noston ned 'wilith. (The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it) The history of the world is written in the blood of those who lost by those who reign victorious. Never has this rang more true than in Elvenpath. A lustrous cream feline who by appearances doesn't seem to age, but through eyes as ice cold and sharp as the deepest pools of the nearest looking glass, the opposite is true. To those who are willing to gaze forward and not look away from such a penetrating gaze, lifetimes are spread out like a kaleidoscope of events reflected in pools of sapphire and white gems of starlight. Elvenpath was born an unusual addition to the litter of Sybella and Mortain, and as an unusual one, was gifted with something the others were not: a second name, a tag of sorts, one that could pull the deepest of forgotten whispers from the recesses of the mind. What that may be, none now know. Sybella and Mortain drifted off into the night, presumably never to be seen again. Only Elvenpath knows what lurks in the shadows. A si i-Dhúath ú-orthor. Ú or le a ú or nin. (The Shadow does not hold sway yet. Not over you and not over me) Elegant, tormented, gentle, fierce, the personality of this one is a contradiction in and of itself. Emotions mirror one another so regularly that what's real and what isn't can no longer be a question. What now can be said of this feline is that from a young age, an old soul has dwelled within. Reactions, revealed thoughts, chosen actions, accepted consequences, it can all nearly be received as planned events molded into day to day life. For Elvenpath, time passes by faster than others. One thousand years can be a mere blink. Nai tiruvantel ar varyuvantel i Valar tielyanna nu vilya. (May the Valar protect you on your path under the sky)
BLOOMINGPAW || ROSE Roleplayed by Lore A pale red and white tabby she-cat with pale blue eyes that fade to yellow around the edges. Easily recognized by the flowers she insists on wearing in her fur, Bloomingrose is gentle and well mannered but also has a quick wit and a handful of charm. Blooming shares a sassy streak with Dandelionfleece. She always tries to look her best and loves giving beauty tips and makeovers to her friends, and family and is just over all very girly. She is closest to Fawnwhisper and Silvermist. She absolutely despises mud and getting dirty and doesn't understand why Fawnwhisper likes it so much. She is often guilty of judging a book by it's cover and will make snap decisions of her opinions of others. Something she always regrets once she gets to know them. Apprentice Mate || Single Sexual Orientation || Unknown
RIVERGALE roleplayed by baewolf Like a river on the surface, this tom is rough and flowing, breaking over rocks and crashing onto the banks. He is brash and can be loud, has a hard time keeping still, and his mind is always running. But sometimes, it's what under the surface that makes the warrior. Like peaking under the churning waters, Rivergale is cool and calm, a bit of turmoil here and there in the tossing debris. Rivergale is a WaterClan descendant, having not found a home in SwiftClan. His parents, parents were some of the last WaterClan members and tough the young tom the warrior code. Through his few winters on his own, Rivergale has visited and learned about each of the Clans, trying his best to find a home. While water is in his name, it was never what drew him. It was the cool climate of FallClan that lingered in his bones and where the tom finally made his home. Rivergale is long legged and lean bodied, cloaked in a snowy white pelt brown up by brown tabby splotches. It's only his river green eyes that betray his heritage. They are such a stormy mix of blue and green, you would only guess that water ran in his blood. Every now and again, mainly when he is alone, you can catch the tom diving into a river or splashing through a brook, but he tries his best to keep that a secret. MATE || single SEXUALITY || hetrosexual
LIONBLOOD Roleplayed by Lore A large, muscular, medium furred, pale golden tabby tom with arctic blue eyes. Driven by an unshakable sense of self righteousness, Lionblood will always do what he truly believes to be the right thing regardless of whether or not it goes against the rules. He’s the kind of cat that always looks out for the little guy, even when the odds are against him he never backs down. Even under stress he manages to keep a level head in any situation and isn’t provoked by anything or anyone. Generally laid back, he likes to relax and joke around just like anyone else. Still he’ll be the first to volunteer to help out in any given situation. He doesn’t like to admit it but he has attributes of a natural born leader, and takes charge when he has to with ease. As far as ambition goes, his is small, all he wants to do is serve his clan to the best of his abilities. Despite his large size there’s a visible softness to him, that isn’t just his fur. Lionblood is naturally sweet, and funny without ever being mean. Even though he has no issue telling others what they need to hear and not what they want to hear. Warrior Mate || None Not Looking Sexuality|| Bi
