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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Where did she get her energy from? Even she didn't know. And yet without rest, without fail, she was out hunting again for the group.
Landynna had barely gotten any down time, in fact she wasn't even sure if she had slept more than 4 hours in the last three days combined. But in spite of that she was out once more, trying to track down prey that she was sure any day now would have to grow moderately more abundant. This drought of herbs and prey couldn't last much longer, or at least she hoped it wouldn't.
The Regime was practically on their last legs as it was; barely any food, almost no herbs. Even one of her sisters had fallen ill; a fact and thought she tried to push out of her head. Worrying wouldn't help anything, and she trusted her brother Vincent to look after her anyways. All she could do was do her job and push forwards and so she did just that, continuing her hunt. She considered herself lucky anyways, she didn't know what magical spark of genetics made her and her siblings so good at pushing through in such hard times, but she'd found her and the rest of her family had a tendency to continue to work well even on mild sleep deprivation and a heaping helping of exhaustion. Not that it was the healthiest trait normally for a family of Type-As, but at times like this it felt like a true gift.
