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.
“Hey, Demoncow?” Honeyfrost asked one sunny greenleaf afternoon, her wide amber eyes watching the deputy closely. “I have to talk to you outside of camp. Urgently. It’s important.”
Cinderpaw, who’d been braiding a deftly crafted flower wreath for her father, glanced over before scooting off, giving them some privacy.
"How many times do I have to tell you my name isn't Demoncrow or Demotedcrow, it's Devotedcrow?" But before Despairingcrow could even get his words out, she was gone. Was it his duty to follow? Would anyone notice if he just walked the other way and ignored this urgently important news? "Whatever," he grumbled and followed.
“Sorry Deprivedcricket,” Honeyfrost hummed, waiting until they were in the perfect spot to speak again- a beautifully flowering meadow with the heady scent of sunshine and flora. “Before I tell you my news… was that your girlfriend you were with?” Jealousy and sadness filled Honeyfrost’s gaze at the memory of her beautiful deputy next to that common-furred gray she-cat.
Derivativecircumference clenched the bridge of his nose between two uniquely opposable toes. "That was my daughter. Also, I don't have a girlfriend, Hastyfungi. I'm married. You know, to Orchiddrop? Might have seen her around? I'm a black cat, she's a white cat, we have three gray kids and two that look like us and one that's like split between us?"
“Oh thank Starclan,” Honeyfrost said, wiping the sweat from her brow in relief. “She’s too young for you anyway. You need a woman, not a girl- someone like me. My very important news, Dan, is that I’m in love with you. You make my blood sparkle and my bones sing. I never want to be apart from you again, so tell me that you feel the same way.”
"Oh, Halsey." He cupped her face in his paws and gazed deeply into her eyes, then shook her abruptly. "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU I'M MARRIED?! WE WILL NEVER BE TOGETHER, HOROSCOPEFANGIRL98!!" Disembowledcrane yowled.
"You don't mean that, DebitCard!" Hogforest responded, eyes widening as he shook her. "She's just a fling- you can't love her more than me, not after everything we've been through." Despite her pleas, she could see that he did mean it. He loved that ugly scarred old rat more than her! He wouldn't ever be with her! "No, District of Columbia... spare me my dignity," she said, backing away before looking at the ground. "I guess this is goodbye."
With that, she turned on her heel and sprinted off at top speed. "Alysha!" She called as she entered camp, reverting to Satinshore's old name. "Summerclan is officially out of fashion. Let's scoot."
"Wow, she can really run fast," said DunkinCronuts as he watched Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen pole vault away. He shrugged, turned, and went to find where his daughter scooted off too.
Satinshore poked her head out of Ratstar's den where she'd been trying on the latest fashion trends. "Out of fashion?" she lamented as her beautiful bestie charged up to her. "But this Cross Wrap Crop Top is new and just my size! You know it's so hard to find something that fits my waistline!"
Honeyfrost stopped to look at her beautiful bestie appreciatively. "You do look gorgeous. Bring it with us when we go- but I have to say something first." With a determined gait she set off towards the high rock or wherever Ratman gave his speeches around here. She climbed up without hesitation, clearing her throat.
"Summerclan!" She called, waiting until the clan was gathering below her- or at least looking over with uncertainty from where they'd been sitting. "My name is HuckleberryFinn-"
"We know who you are!" Someone called from the crowd. "Get to the point."
"Please don't interrupt me. My name is HedgeFund and I am here today to denounce your leader, DeathCertificate. He's a liar, a cheat, and a scoundrel. He used me for my good lucks and my amazing personality and not once did he appreciate me for who I am. I have it on good authority that he murdered Doefreckle when he used to be the queen bee or whatever. He's also killed six innocent civilians during his deployment to Afghanistan. I cannot stress enough the importance that you overthrow this disgusting man and his even disgusting-er scraggly snowy hag of a wife, Orchiddroplet. She's honestly so ugly and how did she even get that scar? Falling down? Someone tell her to be less clumsy. Anyway, he has too many children and he doesn't even like them, he told me so himself. Also, I think he should step down and Ratstar should take over. He's way hotter even if he's missing an eye- that lady who hangs out with him can't even keep her heart set on one tom. I would've loved Destiny's Child more than anyone else but I guess that's his loss. Satinshore and I are out of here, since you're all a bunch of losers who don't know what you have until it's gone."
With that, HeartFailure jumped down from the rock and stalked out of camp, followed closely by her beautiful bestie and leaving her old life behind.
Ratstar was eating lunch when...what'sherface and her gal pal - they're such good friends - hopped onto the hill and...to be completely honest he mentally checked out after maybe the first sentence? Mostly it was because a pretty butterfly happened to flutter by so he watched that for a while, and then when he tried paying attention again, he got maybe five more words in when his brain just automatically started playing Mahna Mahna - do doo be-do-do - and he decided that trying to understand what either she-cat was saying probably wasn't worth it. There were more important things in life than petty drama, like Mahna Mahna - do do-do do~
"What in tarnation....!" Now sporting a cowboy hat, DaVinci Code quivered as HayFever outed his transgressions to....one whole Doefreckle! "Crap, I was hoping he wouldn't find out that I killed him," he muttered, and turned to escape when he came face-to-face with his mate, Ostrichdrench. "Honey, it pains me to be the one to tell you this," his voice cracked, and a single tear coursed down his cheek, but he had to be strong. For Olivia Wilde. David drew in a stabilizing breath. "I died in Afghanistan. You've been dreaming this for the last five years..."
Anyway, back to the MOST important character in this thread- HornedFrog was now far out of camp, and into the beautiful fields of Summerclan with her beautiful bestie. "I've decided, babes," she said, turning to Satinshore. "I'm tired of this life. It's so disappointing and repetitive. I say we see what the afterlife is like. You in?"
