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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"Follow me!" She giggled as she padded away. She lead him to the firefly meadow and halted at the edge. She scanned the clearing and saw a flock of birds pecking at the ground. She crouched down, "I have always wanted to do this!" She launched, running through the flock of birds, making them flee to the sky in a flurry of flapping wings. "Come on!" she laughed, inviting him to join her as she bounced through the flock.
The striped warrior with a laugh of glee launched himself forward, nearly hitting Fawnheart. It was glorious fun watching the birds scatter and land again, only to be interrupted by another attack from Wildhare and Fawnheart. He didn't realize this was so fun!
Exhaustion finally took over and Fawnheart flopped onto her back, catching her breath. "That was so much fun!" she laughed, relaxing her paws on her chest.
Wildhare landed on the ground with a 'humph'. Finally able to gulp some air, the tom laid near Fawnheart. "That was awesome!" he mewed excitedly. He had never had so much fun before in his life.
Wildhare nodded. "That is very true. I feel kind of bad now, eating them." he said, his tail twitching with amusement. Although he appreciated StarClan giving FallClan an opportunity to survive with every piece of prey they catch, he hated ending their lives.
"Really?" she perked her ears in surprise. "I never thought of not eating meat. I just always thought of it as the circle of life, you know? At least we aren't the only ones that eat meat."
"We were made to eat meat and our bodies need it. If we didn't need meat, I probably wouldn't eat meat. Usually if I'm hunting, I go for adults. If they are young, I give them a chance to grow up." She responded with a shrug.
Wildhare knew the broke bridge guarded the river across the territory. It was quite a ways away from where they were. "It's a bit of a journey, do you still wanna go?" he asked.
