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!
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The golden tom laid lazily amongst the flowers in the meadow, the garden keep was extraordinarily careful not to disturb so much as a petal. Resulting in his limbs being contorted in strange positions around the flowers. The way he was laying there was similar of someone attempting bask in the sun. The only issue with this being there was no sun. Gray clouds covered the sky casting a gloom over the meadow that, Fae almost found it too unbearable to look at, so he closed his eyes to it. To passersby he might of looked as though he was sleeping, though in the strange configuration one might sooner think him dead. A cat lying on his back in the field, his limbs twisted this way and that.
Thistlepaw noticed the dead cat and her mouth dropped open in shock. She raced over, afraid of what she would find. Blood everywhere, perhaps? She reached him and instantly prodded the cat in the side, worried that all of his limbs were broken.
"Did you fall from the sky? Please don't be dead."
