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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If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Aug 15, 2020 10:37:46 GMT -5
These horoscopes are being given to cats in their dreams. They don't know who is sending them or if they will come true. Are the a message from the Sun God or is something more nefarious at work? Only time will tell. For now, the cats just remember the words of these horoscopes being whispered into their ears.
->Horoscope 2 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Your friends are adding a lot of positivity to your life right now, and they represent the answer to the puzzle you've been trying to figure out. Call up your friend today and pick their brain so you can get some answers.
->Randomly Generated Details: Horoscope given to: strawberrycupid with Duskkit Other character to include:Historyrecord - Honeystorm Animal to include: river otter Object to include:flower
Post by strawberrycupid on Aug 18, 2020 12:30:24 GMT -5
Duskkit's sleep had been deep, enough to where he slept through morning prayers and the like. The camp had been chaotic as of late, but he seemed to have something buffering him from all the blows. It felt like forever for groggy brown eyes to open, before the only sign he was alive was his slow breathing. Dusk wasn't unfamiliar with images and words wrapping themselves on his brain, but these seemed different. A splashing sound in the river, a field being gently shaken by the wind, and an odd... prophecy. horoscope? He wasn't sure. But there was one problem with this horoscope and Duskkit pulled himself up before making his way into camp. Calm for once, he got to lie down in the sun. The problem... was he had no friends.
