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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A cool breeze tugged at the young toms fur as he pushed his way out of the nursery, the scowl he always wore prominent on his chocolate masked face. Mothkit gazed around the camp, icy eyes snagging on the leaves that were beginning to flutter to the clearing. Leaf-fall was approaching, more rapid here in FallClan than it was in other territories. From the little bit of life he had experienced, Mothkit was a callous, grumpy little tom. Having to care for his two siblings had hardened him at a young age, making him a little more mature than what normal kits his age would be. Hystericstar had been good to them, like he was to all the kits that got dumped with the FallClan leader, but he was no replacement for the parents that had given them up.
With a sigh, Mothkit found one of the few sunny spots in the early morning lit clearing and settled down to wash, his eyes narrowed and tail flicking. He couldn't wait to become an apprentice and get out of this StarClan forsaken camp and get out into the forest.
