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.
BADGERHEART ROLEPLAYED BY BIYUU A black and white tom with pale, yellow eyes and a muscled build. The father of SpringClan's medicine cat apprentice Whitepaw, Badgerheart has a very strict, rigid moral code, and is very rarely sympathetic to those who deems to have broken it. Ironically, one of these people is Badgerheart himself; his son Whitepaw was born from a brief romance with a kittypet, which most warriors would count as going against the code. After breaking it off with her and cutting all contact, Badgerheart threw himself into his training and work, and became one of SpringClan's more battle-adept warriors. He is quiet, contemplative, and stern; those who have worked with him enough will recognise he's a fairly friendly, if not slightly stiff tom to get to know, though he is very judgemental and is usually described by the apprentices as having 'a stick up his butt'. Badgerheart refuses to acknowledge Whitepaw as his son, even after he was told his former mate was dead, and does not like it when other Clan members bring this up. Warrior
i thought i added this guy already but i guess not whoops
SQUIRRELSTEP ROLEPLAYED BY CLEAVER A large, thick-furred russet tabby she-cat with narrow eyes and a wary, hostile demeanor, she is slow to trust and still learning to adjust to the clan. Quick and passionate, she is fiercely protective of anything and everything worthy, but prefers to use her claws instead of her words. She was brought to the clan Eternalstar when she was pregnant with her kits; their father, a fierce black rogue with hooked claws and a split-open tail, was a rogue that fancied himself the leader of a rogue group. He snatched power away from one of the slightly-notorious gangs in the group, but when he felled the leader his own second-in-command slit his throat. Squirrelstep was not too surprised, but was forced to flee to save her own life.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Feb 3, 2019 17:29:00 GMT -5
MADKIT / HATTER ROLEPLAYED BY ( UNIQCRIM ) Loud in presence and sharp in company. Madhatter for his small size is a tom who's reputation precedes him. One does not want Madhatter seeking them out, for it can only spell trouble. Straight to the point and almost cruel he is can be considered very similar to his brother Cheshirecat but completely different at the same time. A different side to the same coin. A secret keeper, he knows many things he shouldn't. Invades anyone and whosoever business he feels like. No respect for boundaries or the unspoken lines one shouldn't cross. He'll smile while ripping open others fresh emotional wounds. Lacking almost any empathy or concern for others he is dangerous in his mad quests. Going from on project to the next, dropping them as they bore him and forgetting the consequences. Treating cats as experiments and their emotions as fun things to play with.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Feb 3, 2019 17:34:46 GMT -5
ELDRITCHPAW / GENERATION ROLEPLAYED BY ( UNIQCRIM ) A small white and brown tabby tom with one bright jay blue eye and one a pale forest green. He was born to Eternalera in her young days but was raised by a different queen, tossed aside and abandoned by his real mother. He does not hide his disdain for his mother or any other cat for that matter. Eldritchpaw wears his heart on his paws and you can take one look at him and know exactly what he is thinking. He is a bit clumsy and confused easily but upon his mother's return into his life he decided that he needed to change and become more guarded and more skilled in order to show her that he does not need her or her ways. Kit
I CAN'T KEEP TRACK OF MY THREADS! So if I'm not responding fast enough, tag me!
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Post by brightleaf on Feb 4, 2019 9:30:16 GMT -5
ENCHANTEDPAW / REIGN ROLEPLAYED BY brightleaf Oldest of the kits, Enchantedpaw is supposed to lead an example for her siblings. She hold an air of elegance when cats are around her, but by herself, she's a goofy cat that laughs too hard at really stupid things. Her mother was never around, so she felt like she had to grow up sooner than she had hoped, comforting her younger siblings. She resents her mother deep down but doesn't show it until Enternalera brings in more kits to mother. Her yellow and blue eyes shine with intelligence, but when it comes to her love life, she is wary about taking on a mate, so she avoids the matter completely until she finds the one cat that won't stop bothering her. She's a great hunter and looks after her clan like no other. Apprentice.
GLANIUR ROLEPLAYED BY LAVELLAN The drop of rain water in the stream, the rustle of leaves on a stormy day. The mouse hiding from its predator, the predator chasing its prey. A picture is worth a thousand words, but those words change with each story. Which is reality? Which is fake? Vision and sight. They are a simple sense, something that most cats have. Something that most take advantage of. Do they truly see the world for what it is? Perhaps the blind are the ones who see the most. Maybe those gifted with sight are the ignorant ones. The lucky ones. Who truly wants to see the world? Each little movement, unseen. Every tiny ant, ignored. Even something as big as a tree, often overlooked. Things that you would never even guess would be important, end up being life changing. This is the training that was pushed into Glaniur, to never ignore a single detail. Be aware of everything, as a blind cat would if they were given the chance. Overlooking a single fact could be deadly. Each sound, each movement. Take it all in, and think. Be tactical. Surprise your enemy with the obvious. Or the unexpected. After all, no one would expect to be beaten in a fight by a former kittypet. Not all kittypets have an easy life, however. Some are tortured, abused, even when a young kit. There was no love to be found by his twolegs, and so it was little surprise that Glaniur took the first chance he could get to escape. Even as a kit, he was always watching for an opening. It was that habit of his that made a small group of rogues take him in to train. The young tom learned every skill he knows from them, but at a cost. They were rogues. Untrustworthy, dangerous. Even for a kit. Sometimes, Glaniur wondered which life was better. The rogues knew no mercy. It was enough to turn a kit into someone else. They abused him much like the twolegs. But, he had freedom. He was offered knowledge. So, he went along with the training until the rogues abandoned him. The day they vanished was the day Glaniur officially gained freedom. He was no longer at the mercy of others, bent and beaten to their will. He was finally able to look after himself. Yet, he still ended up in a clan, following another’s orders. It was an odd thing, for a cat with no more trust to give, ending up in a clan. He makes no secret of his hatred for others, just as most cats do with kittypets and rogues. But, sometimes it’s easy to forget. After all, he seems to turn everything into a joke, responding to most things with a sarcastic remark. It’s curious, however, how Glaniur never throws his looks around. His speckled black face, covering his cream colored pelt, and his icy clear eyes, he’s not too hard to look at. But, Glaniur seems to not take a romantic interest in anyone. warrior c;
EERIEKIT / DREAM ROLEPLAYED BY LAVELLAN Is this real life or a fantasy? You let me walk this road alone, when you had always been beside me before. I find myself shadowing your steps, trying to trace your path. For striking out my own way in reality is much harder than is seems in my own dreams. Eeriedream is a tom who is caught up within his own sort of reality, though if it is his dreams or his nightmares is a delicate line he wavers between. Starting life as a kitty-pet, but never knowing such a pampered life. Swept away to be others plaything, forced to suffer under others cruelty. Pulled from such waking nightmares by Eternalera, a she-cat who was spawned from the boogeyman that first brought his misfortune. But he had learned by then the true tragedies of life and knew kindness often came with a price. Still, this charge was something he was more willing to pay than wither away any longer. For he knew Empiricalwit could only defend him and Exoticreign for so long. His guiding light became Eternalera but she was not his solace. No, he was no ones fool, and knew she had plans for him that he had yet to piece together. He joined Springclan alongside his littermates in all but blood, and he guarded his heart by living within his own head. Cynical and biting he trusts no one fully, not even Exoticreign and Empiricalwit can escape his judgement. Large bug like green eyes see everything despite the sheen over them that speaks of an empty head. He's playing many games, picturing many things, and doing his best not to fade away under his own desire to live within his dreams. kit
MARCHKIT / HARE ROLEPLAYED BY LAVELLAN Disagreeable. So much so that it is one of his biggest faults, one that he readily acknowledges and makes no motions towards changing. Considering it charming to the frustration of everyone that comes in contact with him. But he finds pleasure in the simple things in life. In bringing a smile to a kits face, to making an elder laugh, to driving another to the point of screaming aggravation; the simple things are sometimes the best things after all. Fleet footed in conversation as in hunting they are a cat that thrives best being the chaser rather than letting others chase them. No semblance of subtlety makes Marchhare stick out a little among his more convoluted and complex siblings. But that might be why he is the one they seek out when they need a break; despite how frustrating he can be. Because Marchhare tells it as it is, never hides his intentions, and finds complex plans and schemes a waste of energy. kit
ELECTIVEMEMORY ROLEPLAYED BY LAVELLAN They say one starts off life a clean slate, with a whole future ahead of them for their own beginnings. Electivememory scoffs at such notions. Born to a she-cat who despised the relationship that brought them to be. Whose last words to her kits were 'Cicero would delight in how thoroughly he ruined me' before she left them, left them behind before they had even opened their eyes. Springshowers was never seen or heard from again, and Electivememory can only assume his mother has passed on. The same cannot be said for Cicero though. The father Electivememory knows nothing about, but knows enough to know he doesn't want him. The only time the toms have met being when Electivememory and his siblings became apprentices. Cicero invading the territory to tell them to come seek him out when the time was right. His sisters hooked onto those words, he did not. He found no use in playing the sadistic toms games and instead forgot all about his father. Choosing to focus on furthering his own self and life before trying to hunt what essentially amounted to a ghost. When Eternalera decided she was going to find him and Eloquent-thought agreed the tom followed; unwilling to risk leaving his sisters to Cicero's mercy. They became separated though and only Eternalera met their father, spending moons with him before her return to the clan. Returning as a changed cat, something Electivememory could clearly see despite how she tried to hide it. He lets her have her secrets, if only to more easily keep his own. warrior
PLEDGEKIT / GUARDIAN ROLEPLAYED BY SHAHRREHTHVOTFISEL
"Anyone wanna talk about Pledgeguardian? I do!" I said giving the kits around me a smile. "Well, that would be me!" I said with a slight chuckle. I repositioned my tail around my front paws before continuing. "I was born on January 30th, at 11:50 pm and raised in SpringClan to two SpringClan Warrior's who pledged to give their lives for the Clan and they did. After I was born they named me Plegdekit, hoping that I keep all the pledges I made and to always do what I said I would do. My Mother died from blood complications but actually died from a snake bite poison that had entered her bloodstream, making it appear worse, as she was trying to save an apprentice from being bitten. My Father died from a tree falling on him as he was trying to hunt for the Clan. Both died trying to help their Clan and that is what I want to do." I said as I paused to let it sink into the little one's minds. I continued on. "I wouldn't mind taking a mate, as long as he is in SpringClan. I also don't mind having kits, if I can have any. I also hope to be able to do everything I can and more for my Clan, even if it's my life. My pelt is the color of mud with dark black stripes like a moonless sky and my eyes are like the burning ambers in a fire." I said to the kit's "The end.!"
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Feb 24, 2019 18:36:52 GMT -5
PRIMORDIALHAZE ROLEPLAYED BY PRIMORDIALHAZE Everything is methodical. Well planned. Primordialhaze was raised a rogue. One parent of Primal Instinct lineage the other of no known lineage. Roaming the territories as a loner she quickly leaned into rogue like tendencies. Being alone for the longest duration of her life she was intrigued when there was an open invitation to join a clan known as Spring. Setting aside her reservations of the clan world she joined for a time to discover its tendencies and secrets. And she just simply never left. She finds comfort in Eternalstar's ideals and leans heavily into her military like ways. Primordialhaze is a large norwegian forest cat with long thick black fur with a main of silver and white laying heavily on her shoulders. Her paws are heavy and large her tail like a foxes sweeping and thick. Her ears tufted with black fur. Her eyes are a soft glimmering gold. She is soft spoken but edgy and easily sparked with anger should a cat step on her tail both physically and figuratively. Her whiskers are thick like wings. White and silver, Glinting with the catching of light. She has dreams like any other. Aspirations and expectations. While she has been alive the majority of her life she favor the life of peace and away from her constant waking calamity that seems to follow her. Warrior
BALANCINGSTONES ROLEPLAYED BY PRIMORDIALHAZE A large pale cream tom with soft amber eyes. His left eyes covered by a pale gray spot. He is a noble tom who tends to favor the good of all but is not against ruthless means to reach these better ideals. He is bold in mannerism tho calm as a slow lazy river. Few cats can get on this toms bad side though he can be conniving and planning your demise in his spare time. Warrior
Dovekit/wish Roleplayed by Spottedleaffan21 A beautiful solid gray she-cat with blue eyes. She is very sweet but very shy. She is mostly skilled in hunting. Her parents are Cardinalheart and Lightstep. Her siblings are Cardinalkit and Shiningkit. Rank: Kit
( I will add her in a little bit! I just wanted to create her bio before adding her to the page, plus I might change it again)
Shiningkit / hope Role-played by hh32597 Shininghope is a beautiful grey tabby she-cat with four white paws, a white underbelly and her father's striking green eyes. Her tabby stripes are just a darker shade of grey, and are at most times barely visible on her pelt. Shininghope is kind and generous but also has a flirtatious personality, she isn't shy. She has a very soft and delicate appearance but this she-cat is anything but. Despite most viewing her as soft and gentle she is a force to be reckoned with while hunting and in battle. She's quick and smart and isn't afraid to take on an opponent twice her size. Shininghope is generally a favorite amongst her Clanmates and easily makes friends, she thoroughly enjoys being social so when she's not hunting you can generally find her surrounded by a group of friends, laughing and joking. She loves her siblings Dovewish and Cardinalsong dearly. She is the daughter of Lightstep and Cardinalheart.