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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Voidkit peered into the apprentice’s den, his amber eyes narrowed at the sleeping forms within. He could see the rise and fall of their silhouettes in the dim light as they slept soundly. Well this would just not do. Clambering up the side of one of the nests, the black tom kit chucked a pebble at the sleeping cat, with enough force for it to bounce off and fly off somewhere in the darkness of the den.
Pink eyes snapped open, though any other movement was nonexistent. Bloodkit breathed slowly through her nose, eyes slowly circling her peripherals to try and pinpoint where the projectile object – whatever it was, all she knew was that it was hard and the area where it had hit was still smarting, though it was fading – had come from. Seeing her denmate and fellow soldier on the side of her nest, her eyes narrowed and she heaved a put upon sigh. Of course. Sitting up, she shook her cream and white bi-color pelt out and clicked her tongue quietly. With all the grace of a panther, she stretched her arms, then her legs, then pounced on him.
