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.
Positions Head Storyteller Head elder. They approve or deny all stories and legends, and keeps the leader updated on them. They make sure the storytellers have their needs met by the apprentices as well. One slot
Forebearer This is the permanent head queen. They spend their life helping raise kits and helping the healers in their spare time. They teach other queens tips and help deliver kits. One slot
Head Councilor This cat oversees the mental and emotional health of the clan. They have the same duties as the preceptors, but they organize and decide who is assigned to which rank. They report anything that is of utmost importance to the Harbringer. One slot
Councilors These are the cats who take care of the clan's mental and emotional health. They are the cats that the clan confides and trust in. They help work out arguments and quarrels, as well as making sure no cat is overworked. Four Slots
These new roles will require a decent amount of activity. Since they're new, they'll develop more as we go along. After a month, a poll will be taken to see if we keep these roles.
Format Username : Desired Role : Cat Name : Cat Biography : Activity Level :
Username : biyuu Desired Role : Councillor, but I'll go higher if needed c: Cat Name : Ribbondance Cat Biography : (on the page - i'll go edit it here in later xD) Activity Level : Right now it fluctuates from week to week - for example this week, I haven't roleplayed much at all because I'm focusing on layout-ing why did i switch to layout admin , but I'm always reachable on Skype & am easily peer pressured into replying to threads x3 It probably averages out to a 5 then, roleplaying-wise.
Username : GidgetGal Desired Role : Councilor or Head Councilor Cat Name : Creekghost Cat Biography :
Have you ever met someone so down on their luck it feels like the universe just hates them? If not, then let me intoduce you to Creekghost. He is the youngest son of Blakely; the ex-medicine cat of Waterclan and ex-stratego of Toxicity. As the old clan superstition goes, if a medicine cat has kits, then those kits shall be cursed. While his sisters were granted tolerable curses such as the inability to feel fear or experience pain, Creekghost's curse was far more severe. Although by all appearences he seems like a normal, functional cat, if his body touches water in even the smallest of ways, his skin becomes covered in horrible blisters; many taking days or even weeks to heal. Even drinking used to be a painful experience to him, but by the time he was made a warrior his tongue had lost most of it's taste buds and nerve endings, leaving most prey bland and tasteless. During his youth in Waterclan his curse used to bother him; he stayed far away from the rest of his clan, believeing that he was just dead weight to a clan that thrived in the water. But his life completely changed after he met Breezestep, his future mate. Coming from an unusual background herself, she never judged him for his family's mistakes, and accepted him just the way he was. Leaving his home behind to be with her was an obvious choice, however his determination to prove himself to his new clan drove him to obsession, and he nearly lost the love of his life until the birth of their kits brought them back together. Snow-white fur and a ginger tail like fire with deep ocean-blue eyes, Creekghost is far more passive and quiet than his wife; content to follow orders and give moral support to her and their kits. However, that isn't to stay that he won't stand up for himself when push comes to shove. Threaten his home or his family, and you might start to feel like the universe hates you too.
Activity Level : I'd say I'm pretty active. 5-7 depending on the week.
(even if I don't get the positon, please update Creekghost's bio for me, please?)
Post by Whitemuzzle on Feb 16, 2019 15:42:18 GMT -5
Username : Whitemuzzle Desired Role : Forebearer Cat Name : Lilyfrost Cat Biography : A pretty black and white she cat with blue eyes. Lilyfrost was never one for fighting. She would prefer to settle her differences with words rather than with claws. One day shortly after she became a warrior, she came across a badger within EarthClan’s territory. Being cornered between some large boulders, she had no choice but to fight. The badger got the best of her before it was chased off by some of her clanmates. While healing from her wounds, the medicine cat told her she’d live but would walk with a limp the rest of her life. This news saddened Lilyfrost because she wanted to contribute to clan life, not to retire at an early age. It was suggested to her that she move into the nursery and help the queens and kits. This pleased her to no end and she has been a very essential part of the nursery ever since. Activity Level : 6-7
Username : sinful Desired Role : Councilor Cat Name : Viscariablossom Cat Biography : "To see the world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wildflower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour." A beautiful white she-cat with almond-shaped copper eyes, she is the embodiment of nurture and love, adoring all of the new growing things and the budding families that come forth during the spring. The forgotten daughter of Miasmaeminence, she lived her life longing to care for others in the ways that she never received in her younger moons. She spent the free time of her apprenticeship in the nursery, assisting the new mothers with whatever she could and longing for the day that she could bear her own young family... Until she received news that would change her life for the foreseeable future. After that point in time, she dedicated herself to her duties, finding time for her friends to keep her own dark thoughts at bay. She still longs for the family she knows she can never have herself, however. Activity Level : 10 on site, currently 0 in Earth but will improve
Username: Cleaver Role: Forebearer Name: Breezestep Bio: Kits die. It is a tragedy of life that the young are injured, sick, mistreated, and perish — but it is an injustice that it happens so frequently in her own clan. She’s watched bullies descend on her friends, seen kits torn from their mothers far too early far too often, witnessed the brutal murder of her nieces and nephews; felt the agony of her own sons taken from her side and pressed into service before their time. No more. It was her silent vow, made in the quiet of the night as she fought back her grief for her lost sons for the sake of her remaining daughters; it is the anthem that hardens her heart. Let the kits of her clan become victims no longer. A lithe feline of grey and white patched silky fur, her slender frame has filled out since the birth of her litter, just as her green eyes have become lined from stress and exhaustion, and the black tip of her ear shorn with ivory. She was born to Radon and Cruz, two she-cats experimented on by twolegs, to a litter of four, and her brother Muddypelt became a spy then a leader, only to be overthrown with his kits taken and murdered. She recoiled at the image, horrified, especially when her own were due to be born shortly after, and prayed they would be safe from such cruelty. Her mate Creekghost was accursed, born of a medicine cat, and crossed clans to be with her, where his work drove him into obsession. She balanced in the edge, terrified of the future and desperate for the support of her distant husband, until the birth of their kits united them once more. It was not to last. Solsticestar smiled as she stole away her sons moons before they were set to be promoted, taking Pondpaw as her own apprentice and forcing the unwilling Firepaw to become a medicine cat, and Breezestep discovered there was room in heart to loathe another cat. She set out to become the protector of kits and a loud opponent to her leader, even as her son pleaded and threatened her for it. Breezestep is fierce, unapologetic, and angry. She is a sweet and kind she-cat but injustice has hardened her and she will not tolerate it anymore. Her clan is her family, she is the mother of their kits, and she will not let any more perish. Activity Level: extremely variable - 7 on days when my computer is working and a 2 otherwise
Username : Oceanix Desired Role : Councilor Cat Name : Muddypelt Cat Biography : “The universe is big. It’s vast and complicated and ridiculous. And sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen and we call them miracles." ---- The Doctor, Season 5, Episode 12. Muddypelt was born as one of these miracles of the universe. He came into existence when twolegs decided to play with the laws of nature. Everything about his existence is impossible without the aid of Twolegs. Without the horrible experiments that his mothers endured him and his siblings wouldn’t have been born. Although those experiments had lasting effects on his mother Radon’s sight. The effects they had on Cruz gave the pair of she-cats a miracle. The effects they would have on Muddypelt would led to an eternal battle within himself. With both his biological parents being biological she-cats it made it biologically impossible for his mother Cruz to give birth to a tom kit. From the moment Muddypelt was born and took his first breath of air. His destiny has already been chosen for him. From the moment he took his first steps and was able to play with the other kits in the nursery. I was clear he was different from his sisters and most of the she-cats that graced the nursery. He started to distance himself from the other she-cats and threw himself into the middle of the rough housing and games the other tom kits played. He would come back to the nursery every night gracing a once white pelt caked in mud and whatever debris he had picked up from playing outside. When he hit apprenticehood that’s when he started to notice he was different. While all the other toms grew up and started to tower over him and show off their masculine muscular frames. He became a mixture of his mothers Cruz and Radon. He gained his height from his mother Radon and grew to be around the same height as the other toms. He also grew to have slightly broader shoulders than most of the other she-cats, but the feature that really defined him as being biologically female was the thin frame and curvy feminine hips and soft facial features that of a she-cat’s. His face gracing beautiful emerald eyes and randomly placed black spots. As he grew through his apprenticeship. He became a hard working individual providing to his clanmates that he just as good as the other toms. That he could do everything they could do and he could pull his weight just as much. He would come home every night after battle training with a new scratch needing to be patched up by a medicine cat. Or if it was hunting training he tried to out do everyone by trying to bring back the most or the largest pieces of prey. Through hardwork Muddypelt crawled his way to the top to become Deputy under Oleander. But before Oleander could receive her nine lives and name 'Oleanderstar' she vanished leaving Muddypelt to become Muddystar. Muddypelt led the clan through a drought, flood, and harsh winter until a group of rogues joined Earthclan and a she-cat by the name of Serpent overthrew him and killing majority of his young children in the process. Just like hard working is a earthclan personality trait. One of the other Earthclan traits Muddypelt embodies is his stubbornness. Once his mind is set on something it can be very hard to convince him otherwise. While Muddypelt can come off as extroverted most of the times. He does enjoy his moments of introversion where he can dream. The proud parents of one single surviving son name Delustionallove. “I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams.” Activity Level : I will admit activity is garbage since its the end of the semester but it should get better starting in 3 weeks.
