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.
A walking silhouette of a cat prowled out of camp. The raven black tomcat was always composed and ever so vigilant. Raventusk yellow gaze rarely stayed on one scene for long, the older Tom was always on guard. But today was not about picking fights with unruly shrubbery, today's purpose was to attempt to catch an edible or two. Raventusk wasn't known to be a strong hunter, and the older Warrior thought it foolish to set a high bar when he knew he'd never reach it; at least, not alone.
The cat seemed to be on a mission, and for some reason Glaniur immediately knew that it would be an interesting one. Which meant that he was interested in it. Which meant that he simply had to join. Which altogether led to Glaniur slipping out of the shadows, seemingly manifesting at Raventusk's side. "So," he started, drawing the word out, "What's the big plans for today?"
