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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Senescence was bored. And when she got really bored, she went for a walk. Now, when most cats thought of a walk, it was generally around their territory, but when the ex-proxy was involved, one ended up in some strange places. Today had brought her to DayClan territory. Or, well, to the keepers Mansion more specifically, atop the gates, staring further into the desolate territory. The white expanse was untouched, save for a few random prey trails by creatures light enough to walk on top of the snow that was already stacked up higher than even the tallest of cats thanks to the lack of cover the territory provided. As far as homes went, living under SunClan's reign could most definitely be thought of as a blessing, when faced with inhospitable land as your other option. Of course, by nature of their own pride, they'd never accept such help. Or maybe that was just because it was Foxstar's clan.
"Aw, do you miss mommy?" The mocking voice came from Lucistic, his paw steps hardly leaving a mark in the snow as he padded up beside her, "I miss having a second fishing spot, every ponds frozen shut and I remember hearing rumor of a hidden pond I wanted to check out."
Lucistic was always wiry like his mom, but massive in size like his father with a more mountainous build along his shoulder and a matching rigid face. His fur was also sleek like his father, not as wavy as his moms. Liquid shadow black fur and acid green eyes stood out like a sore paw in white winter wonderlands like these.
