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.
In case you guys haven't heard yet... unfortunately this morning four of our admins chose to spontaneously step down. This white theme is all we can afford to keep on the site right now. I'll be trying my best as the lone admin to take care of ya'll, but it's going to take some time and we've got a lot of new rules to deal with. The first decision I've made as Sole Ruler is that we need a singular deity to rule over the clans and keep them in line. This will be an all-clan plot and I expect everyone to take part! :)
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His lips pulled back in a snarl as he loomed over the trio, a tremor racing through his spine as he slowly dug his claws into the dirt. He had heard of their antics on the wind, and they filled him with rage; how dare anyone try to grab even more power, knowing the consequences? How dare they claim that death had empowered them, giving them some secret knowledge that made them better than anyone else? They were witless and to follow their guidance was foolish, he saw that now, naked as the day before him. It disgusted him to think he had ever followed StarClan and believed in their doctrine. They had ruined his life, but he was not going to ruin their deaths; no, he was not going to give them the satisfaction of knowing they'd gotten to him. If he was going to send a message, he was going to make it a loud one not a single survivor could dispute.
His eyes were cold and darker than the depths of the forest, and the darkness swirled within them as surely as it filled him. Dark and light, that had been the fight within him, played out across his black-and-white coat; now he would give in. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he unleashed his rage finally, and with a surge of his spirit, he felt them leap into life beside him: the ghastly forms of hundred of his fallen children and lovers, bursting with muscle and fury beneath their star-studded coats, kits and apprentices and warriors falling into rank. And his spawn leaped past him and attacked the stars...
... and one by one, the stars winked out in the night sky, until only darkness was left.
The god turned his back on the empty remains of StarClan's hunting grounds as he descended to the earth to walk among the clans again, his army stalking at his paw. Deal was looking for his enemies, and he would not be so easily dissuaded this time.
Glowstar was suddenly there at the scene, as she does.
"Why hello there Deal, you're looking hot as always," Glowstar observed observingly. She had very good pretty eyes like that.
Her head tilted up at the skies because that's how observant she was, she just knew to look up at them and see that the stars were gone. She looked back at Deal expectantly, "Sooooo, could you like. Maybe. Put the stars back? Or is this just kind of a new phase you're working on with yourself?" Glowstar asked, her voice was smoother than jello, laced with a seductive tone, sort of like Rouge the bat from Sonic. Man who doesn't love Sonic Adventures 2 with Pumpkin Hills and than the chaos gardens? They really outdid themselves there.
Flamingstar entered from within the shadows. Her scowling turquoise eyes narrowed as she approached with grace, not a single flaw in her steps while her muscles rippled under her ginger fur of blazing fire. A chuckle escaped her jaws as she met Glowstar and Deal evenly. "Glowstar, are you giving orders to Gods now?" Her lips curled into a menacing grin as she spoke in a mocked friendly tone.
He narrowed his eyes at his former mate, refusing to answer her immediately. Time swirled around him like a current, he felt his power surge and ebb with its passage, and the distance between them felt further than ever. Had he truly ever believed he could make things work with his best friend? They had known each other too long, they ought to have known better than to try, and it had brought them nothing but misery. His gaze shifted to the other leader and the corners of his mouth slipped into a displeased frown.
"I don't take orders anymore," he stated, "or requests."
"Huh" she replied, her gaze still soft. "Well Glowstar seems to think she can. What, now, Deal?" Her voice was gentle and calm despite the sharp, penetrating pressure behind it. She seemed to be wanting a reaction from someone without really getting into it herself. Like she wanted a fight between the two of them and felt that if she pressured Deal enough, he would burst. Besides, he was a God now. What all could he do to a mortal?
"Flamingstar, please the adults are kind of talking right now," Glowstar said before looking back at Deal, he was so shiny, it was hard to take her eyes off of him. She loved shiny things, shiny rocks, shiny eyeballs, shiny souls, and of course, shiny water! But shiny Deal was the best kind of shiny. But right now he was going through this emo dark phase and she was all for this. Shiny emo Deal unlocked.
"That's okay, I like earning what I deserve anyways," Glowstar said, "Anyways I guess that answers all my questions so unless you want to like do something I guess I'm going to go? I mean we could always hang if you want to Flamingstar. That's cool too, invitation is open to anyone."
Flamingstar raised a brow before melting into a smirk. "Oh, feisty." The Nightclan leader rolled her eyes when Glowstar offered to hang out. "Oh please, Glowstar. Your too old to be hanging out with the hip young leaders, now." She looked at Deal out of the corner of her eye. "Though, I wouldn't mind throwing a party if Deal agrees to show." She had to admit, Deal was catching her attention as well.
"It's not old, it's experienced. And if you call her old again, I'll rip your throat out." Yet another familiar voice joined the fray as Foxbane sauntered onto the scene. As always, her fox patterned fur gleamed, intricate designs written across her fur that swayed dangerously as she moved. Naturally, she found herself right by Deal's free side, staring at him with that same predator mischief she always bore. "If we're hanging out, then I'm joining in, of course. Wouldn't miss it for all the stars Deal took away."
"Ooo. I'm so scared" Flamingstar replied with yet another eye roll. Foxbane didn't frighten her like she did everyone else. So what that she murdered cats? Flamingstar murdered as well. They weren't much different though Flamingstar was a bit more sane and at least had a few morals.
Post by strawberrycupid on Apr 4, 2020 19:10:43 GMT -5
"Sure, it's not a party without a little bloodshed." Now that the stars were gone, it really felt like night. Felt like things were changing. And of course, it wasn't a starless party without him. Appearing out of the shadows like he was born from them, Funk E'tan joined the group. Dressed in his usual brown rosettes like the sunset leading into the night and a pearly white smile he never left home without. Surprisingly, he wasn't wearing anything around his neck today. Fur far too short to hide it, that scar across his neck was as clear as the night sky. The Nemesis tilted his head, staring right at Deal without even a shred of fear. "Though all this chatter is taking away from the true star of our show. So, enlighten us, my lord. What or who is it you seek?" Funk asked, not tearing his gaze away.
They were making it extremely difficult to keep his rage flowing and his serious visage was starting to crack. Not even Foxstar's presence was enough to reignite his anger. "Foxbane, we're all old now, get over it. Now go chase off Flamingstar, she's ruining my fun by questioning me," he whined. He was hopeful that his new superpowers included convincing the fox-hearted she-cat to do his bidding, but he was doubtful even a deity could change his ex-mate. And where were all these cats coming from?! They'd come to see the show, that was nice, but he was starting to realize just how little he had planned now.
"StarClan wronged me, so I have wiped them from this world," he announced, glancing at Funk, "and if you don't shut up and let me think, I'll do the same to you."
"Stress has never really been a problem for me. She has," he grumbled, glaring down at Foxbane again. He really should just smite her right here and now for her crimes. It would save them all a headache. He didn't, though; she wasn't his enemy anymore. Now that he had his power, he had gotten it too late, and she had already apologized to him. Had already changed. She couldn't hurt him anymore if she tried, and he knew she wouldn't.
And finally, it occurred to him what he really wanted.
"Foxbane," he began slowly, "if you meant that apology, I want you to do something for me."
