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.
CRYSTALKIT (crypt) roleplayed by biyuu A white she-cat with pale grey markings and blue eyes. Shy among strangers yet loud when with friends, Crystalcrypt's personality runs hot and cold in the heat of the moment. Her hobbies include talking passionately about her interests even when her friends have stopped caring, and bugs. kit undecided sexuality
SLEEPYDRAGON roleplayed by turtlenoir Dark brown tom with black mackerel tabby stripes and a darker bushy tail. His fur is long soft to the touch and almost cloud like in appearance. His eyes could be described as beautiful dark amber with blue central heterochromia. He often has a dreamy expression, and gets caught up in his own daydreams. Which leads to him breaking promises that he cannot keep. While he can impress some with his flirtatious charm others he leaves a bad taste in their mouth. He tries to put the feelings of others before his own, but has a tendency to accidentally hurt others rather than help them. While he maybe be well-spoken and has a unique way with words. He is one of the more clumsiest cats in Nightclan. He can't hunt to save his life. Somehow manages to step on a stick or trip over his own paws. It's a wonder how he ever became a warrior. Warrior Pansexual
PHANTOMFOX roleplayed by woof What happens to pain when the wounds fade into scars? When time stitches hearts back together or when grief becomes a stranger instead of a guest? It retreats back to its host-- Phantomfox, the moon's most beloved hunter, an envoy of her haunting presence and a living example of the darkness on the other side of the moon. He is an unknown quantity: There are few who know his story and fewer who see past his depravity. His heart, where it thumps gravely in his chest, is a mass of scar tissue, but those are not the wounds his clanmates see. No one looks past the superficial scars-- the ones that rip across his flesh and expose skin where there should be fur, a multitude of long and winding wounds that carve into what was once a handsome face. Long, dark chocolate fur sheathes his tall frame, but with Silverpelt glittering overhead his coat appears much more ethereal, a wash of silver and shadow. His ashen gaze has a similar sterling shine as if crafted out of the moon itself, and they are a stark contrast to the brilliant darkness of the rest of him, softer and more given to emotion than his gruff exterior might make it seem. Volatile and dangerous, he's intimidating at first glance-- but there's an enchanting quality about someone like him, someone who speaks little of his past and whose voice is kept carefully low. His moods swing between incendiary and chilling, but rumor has it that nestled into this carapace is the ghost of himself: the Phantomfox who's kind and compassionate, who's partial to amber eyes and soft fur. Is it true?
HONEYOTTER Small in stature and clothed in a sleek coat of gilded orange stripes and white accents, his golden eyes glitter with a sense of mischief that isn't always as innocent as he would lead to you believe. Playful but with the potential to be hot-tempered when he feels his plans are not going the way that they should, if his theatrics lead to the world going up in flames well then he'll just have to make the best of watching the world burn. Warrior
"No matter what other people may say, we are the protagonists of the world." - Keji Akaashi
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Post by rika on Feb 5, 2021 0:59:32 GMT -5
JESTERLULLABY roleplayed by rika A beautifully equipped feline with bright, unflinching green eyes and a pelt of simmering coals left untended for far too long stands before you. Her body is poised, delicate but lean with healthy muscles rippling under her pelt. Her fur on top is black, with the amber under markings of a charcoal Bengal. She isn't much for social pleasantries, finding them to sound stiff and fake. This tends to make her feel or sound a bit awkward when interacting with others, at first. But after a while, she truly unfolds to be a whimsical soul made for having fun and causing smiles. She's a storyteller, with a love for sharing her life experiences, adventures, and such. She used to be a traveling cat, with many a stories under her paw. Although, with a life of traveling, comes the easy taste of heartbreak. She's known to love, and to be cheated out of it. She's known to long, and to be robbed of a life she could have had. But that's to say if she would ever tell that story, for its only for ears of a cat she truly cares for. Despite her being a hopeless romantic, a lover and spinner of flirtations, she is adamantly terrified of ever truly opening her heart to someone. Instead, she entertains the hearts of those she knows deserve a smile or two in their life. For who would truly want to live in the shadows, without at least a bit of sunlight? That's what she is. Obscured in shadows, her heart brimming with the life of the sun. warrior
no mate/crush. bisexual. (let me know if the name is too weird! i know some clans like more traditional names <3)
"No matter what other people may say, we are the protagonists of the world." - Keji Akaashi
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Post by rika on Feb 5, 2021 4:55:22 GMT -5
NOCTURNETRAIL roleplayed by rika A black tuxedo tom with pale yellow eyes. He gets passionate about things that interest him or ideas he believes in. He is very dedicated to NightClan and has worked hard to prove that he is just as good as any NightClan born kit. He doesn't get offended when someone tries to use his rogue blood as an insult. He can be describe as moody and has been known to sass others. He was born as a rogue and somehow got left behind or dumped on NightClan's border. He was unofficially raised by Midnightyouth and views them as his parent. He was originally apprenticed under Midnightyouth's brother Coalthief, but the mentorship only lasted for a short amount of time before Coalthief passed away. His parent Midnightyouth then took over his training. He never understood why NightClan only operates at night and believes that they are missing so much in the day time. But this opinion doesn't mean he would leave NightClan either for a different clan. He does however sometimes sneak outside of the den during the day to go watch fish in the local river. [ written by turtlenoir ]. warrior
SNOWYKIT (eve) roleplayed by meow Always looking forward to the new adventures that tomorrow will bring, her brilliant green gaze is forever pinned on the horizon and awaiting the surprises that are due to come over it at any second. A splash of black covers her nose, with similar inky splashes scattered across her otherwise snow-white pelt.
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Post by Sweetrose on Feb 10, 2021 13:23:40 GMT -5
ECLIPSEKIT (moon) Roleplayed by: Sweetrose
Eclipsemoon was born to Fidgetmask and Badgerclaw, her Mother and Father. She was born on December/9/2020, around Midnight and Dawn in the middle of camp. Her first few moons were as normal as a kit could have it. By the time she was two moons old, her parents began to argue a lot, at times it came to blows with claws and teeth.
She ended up injured during one of their fights. Her Mother had decided to leave her mate and clan, taking Eclipsekit with her to her new mates clan. Her Father found out and tracked them down and began an argument with her mother. The two begin to fight and Eclipsekit tries to break it up and gets pushed into a rock, which knocks her out and leaves her right hind leg shattered making her limp.
Because of that fateful day, she hasn't forgiven her parents or rarely talks to them, unless she has too. Eclipsemoon is a social, trustworthy and loyal NightClan She-cat who is also aggressive, dominate and unforgiving.
Because of that night, she now pushes and shoves to get what she wants when she wants it, she bosses others around to make herself feel important and she holds grudges and doesn't forgive easily.
She doesn't know what the future holds but hopes that its better than what she is living with now.
Eclipsemoon is a black and white tuxcedo she-cat with yellow eyes, short fur and muscular frame.
Her voice is light, Calm, Soothing, but demands attention. She never seems to have to raise her voice to get others to listen to her. They just do.
SPARROWKIT (shiver) roleplayed by meow Half of her pelt is clothed in earthen brown stripes, while the pure white of fresh-fallen snow blooms across the other half, one eye gilded amber and the other icy blue. Born deaf on one side, a bright mind and a brave heart are held back from achieving greatness not only by her disability but by the deep-seated sense of self-doubt that dogs at her heels, following her around like a malicious spirit to whisper words of discouragement in her ear at any given moment. With a thorny exterior built up in the apprehension of the derision she could receive from others, she is prone to be violently defensive at even the imagination of an insult.
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Post by Sweetrose on Feb 13, 2021 11:50:51 GMT -5
SMOKEPAW (Dream)
roleplayed by Sweetrose Smokedream was born to Smokestar and Fallennight, a Leader and Queen of Smokegang, a gang on the other side of the Two-leg Place from the other Clans and Groups. Smokedream was born on August/13/2020, just 2&1/2 moons old when his home was destroyed and his parents decided to make the six moons journey to find a new home. His parents, him and his sister, Dimkit began the long journey. By the time he was five moons old, they were on the other side of the Twoleg Place. His parents barely able to make it a step further, ended up being killed in a fight with a rouge group of cats and his sister had died from a black cough.
So Smokekit was all alone. He buried his parents and took off to find a new home, far from the Two-leg Place as possible. On February/13/2021, he found his new home. He walked over to the border, hungry, and wounded. His face was mauled by a fox, his right eye was swollen shut, and his fur clung to him. Smokedream's pelt is a dark to light gray hue and his face legs and tail are all black. His eyes are a striking yellow, like the sun, shining through a sea of smoke. His fur is short but has a fluffy look to it a softness when one touches it. He had fought for his food, but ended up fighting for his survival. When he came to the NightClan border, he could barely stand. He flopped down at the border and passed out, too exhausted to do anything.
He was later found by a patrol, and brought to camp. Now he is learning the ways of NightClan and hopes to one day make his parents proud, and maybe someday, bring his Clan back together. Smokedream is a creative cat, who is close to StarClan and SparklingGang (Smokegang's Ancestors), and is a mysterious cat, who doesn't talk about his life before finding and joining NightClan. He prefers to look for the future and not at the past. Apprentice (Need Mentor)
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Post by Sweetrose on Feb 14, 2021 14:28:52 GMT -5
EMERALDCROW roleplayed by sweetrose Emeraldcrow is a pitch black she-cat with emerald green eyes. She was born on February, 14, 2020, in the two-leg Place to Apple, her kitty-pet Mother and an unknown captured Nightclan warrior turned kitty-pet tom. She lived with her Mother until she was 12 moons old. That was when tragedy struck, her house caught fire and her mother perished in it. She barely escaped death herself but she did. She crawled through an opening near the furnace and crawled to safety. She ran away from the fire and into the forest, where she found by a NightClan patrol and taken captive. Now she is working her hardest to become a full member of the Clan. Emeraldcrow often has her kittypet collar on that her mother had found outside the fence one day. It was given to her as a present, and she refuses to take it off. Emeraldcrow is a misunderstood, mysterious, mischievous, she-cat, that just wants a place to call home. She is a believer in StarClan, after having a dream/vision of her Mother there. No one knows why her mother was in Starclan, but that is a mystery to be found out. Her new life is just beginning. What will happen next?
Post by ashestoashes on Feb 18, 2021 21:40:25 GMT -5
MANTISOPERA roleplayed by ashestoashes A long legged she-cat with a pointy fox like face and large ears. Her fur is a soft ivory with faded ash markings on her face and legs. Her eyes are a vibrant greens. She values originality and spontaneity. She has an optimistic out look on life and tries to build her fellow clanmates up. She is known for giving flower petals to those that she cares about. She believes strongly in Starclan and is convinced that Nightclan is closer to their ancestors than any other clan, because they live their lives under the light of the moon and stars. Mantiskit was born to a single mother along with her sister, Spiderkit. She never knew who her father was and it was deemed when she was much older that her father wasn't from Nightclan making her and her sister half Nightclan. Her relationship with her sister Spiderbeauty is great and they've been close since they were young. She finds her sister to be more relaxed and creative than herself and a good source to vent to. Mantisopera has trusted her sister with all of her secrets since their youth even if some of those secrets go against Nightclan's code. These two can be found chatting together at the end of each night gossiping about the rumors they heard throughout the day. The two sisters are inseparable and do almost everything together. They volunteer for the same patrols, hunt together, and Mantisopera will even partake in her sister's odd hobbies.
