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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He twisted in his nest, eyes peeling open to the faint light of dusk softly peeling through the den walls. Blinking the bleary sleep from his tired eyes, Melodicswan pushed himself into a comfortable sitting position. He couldn't entirely recall what his dream had been about; but he could guess who it might have been about. His watery blue eyes seemed to haunt him daily and nightly, now. It was almost hard to get a good nights rest; let alone a decent nap. Yawning, he rose to his paws and padded into the cozy clearing of FallClan's camp. His stomach rumbled in signal that he was a bit hungry — and yet technically speaking, he didn't feel all that hungry. But his body needed food to keep his strength up, so he picked his way carefully to the pile of prey. There was a juicy rabbit left for the taking; though he would feel guilty eating it. It was too large for one meal, and he didn't want it to go to waste.
"Are you going to take the rabbit?" A rather rough voice asked, spoken by a black tom scattered with old scars, one ear twitching as he watched the unknown warrior and the muscles around his missing ear spasm as they try to move it. Folklore's sharp eyes when from the tom and then back to the rabbit. Such an animal was something he never knew until he came to Fallclan. Having grown up scrounging through trash and with the rats of the city. He couldn't help but indulge when given the chance, even if it was no loner technically a luxury. "We could share?" He offered, really wanting some of the rabbit.
