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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These days, he was restless. Hopelessly restless. Petrichor had spent his entire life thus far focusing on being productive. He hunted when it was time to hunt, he socialized when his less-than-friendly clanmates felt so inclined, and he listened. He listened to the sounds of nature - the rustling of the leaves in the breeze and the birds in the trees - as well as the chattering of cats. It made him relatively successful at his job, but unfortunately, all the successful snooping in the world couldn't keep him from slipping into the monotony he found himself in recently. It seemed like the entire world was turning too slowly for him to stand. It made his fur bristle when he thought about it.
There seemed to be few places he could organize his thoughts. His mind found quiet in the outer edge of their forest being his favorite. Just along one of their borders, where the trees and smells started to change, sat a boulder, perched atop a smattering of small rocks.
It was here that Petrichor decided to spend the afternoon, basking in a ray of sunlight that shown through the trees atop his favorite rock.
