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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Two rather scrawny grey cat huddled together under a rock formation overlooking the river. They could not be much older than a newly made apprentice and yet they had been living alone for a few moons already. Bubble, the large of the two stepped out from the shelter scanning the area for anything. Satisfied that it was safe she signaled her brother, Flutter, to follow her. They slowly walked along the river in search of anything to eat. It had been two days since they last caught something and that had only been a mouse they split. "Soon, Flutter, soon." Bubble looked over at her brother as he stumbled on the soft bank.
Flutter froze as he smelt something in the breeze. "Bubble, someone's out there." He stood by his sister nervously. His leg tremor was not terrible at the moment, but even still he was not a good fighter. The duo could possible take on a single cat if they were in poor shape. Anything more than that would be futile to resist. His eyes scanned the horizon for whatever was approaching them. They had smelled faint traces of cats, though most of the scent was old. This scent was different from the old one. Flutter fear that the new group had wiped out the old and now were going to take them out.
"Looking to catch some fish?" a voice chirped from the distance. Whiteperch was trotting in the direction of the two young cats, his feathery tail waving happily behind him. His scent had quite not yet blended with the new Clan, still carrying the smell of water and far off places since he had left the Clan in search of his brother. Ever since coming back to Chimeraheart, and finding a Clan again, he had almost been happy. Sure, this wasn't WaterClan, but it was still a Clan and therefor it was home. The small tom picked his way across the dry terrain to the two young cats, dipping his head in a greeting. "I was out to do some fishing myself if you needed any tips."
