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!
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"Hey's not my husband, he's just a fling, but he didn't know I got pregnant so I thought I should maybe let him know!" Pixiepaw fired right back, her fur beginning to bristle. Just who did this old lady think she was!? Pixiepaw was an idiot but even she could sort the fact from fiction in this conversation, which of course only enraged her more, "No wonder you're a DayClan cat. They take anybody in that Clan, even super annoying spinsters who don't have anything better to do than spread around lies and ruffle fur! I bet you're a... ummm... well, you're definitely one of their lower classes, that's for sure, and I don't see that changing anytime soon." fox
Esh found herself grinning at the little apprentice's outburst, her irritation melting away. Super annoying spinsters? One of their lower classes? Her heart warmed. There was nothing she loved more than insolence. "Hey, good for you, standing up for yourself!" she purred, giving Pixiepaw an obnoxious ruffle between the ears. "You might grow up to be more than a useless furball after all." Still smiling, she opened her jaws in a huge yawn, showing off each of her teeth. "Well, it's been fun," she added when she was done, voice muffled by the remnants of the yawn, "but I gotta run." She gave Pixiepaw a shove, enough to bowl the apprentice over. "Have fun with your fling, cutie-pie. Best hope I don't come to eat your little kittens in the middle of the niiiight~!" Jadie
She trotted away like a little lion, tail-tip twitching close to the ground and head thrust forward below her hunched shoulders. She'd spotted Cradlegrave while she'd been listening to Pixiepaw drone on and on and on about how awful she was and how wonderful Radiantpaw was, and now she headed over to him. Without a word, she reached the SwiftClan leader and started circling around him, studying him with a look that was half predatory, half curious. Finally, she stopped beside him and flopped down on her side, tail-tip still twitching. She still didn't say anything. It seemed to all the world that she'd just decided he was her property. biyuu ☆彡
Cradlegrave gave the...stranger sitting beside him a suspicious glance. "...You ain't from SwiftClan," he muttered, "but I feel like--ain't we seen each other before somewhere?"
