That's Exactly How It Went

THERE WILL BE THREE, KIN OF YOUR KIN, WHO HOLD THE POWER OF THE STARS IN THEIR PAWS.

A tribute artwork created to commemorate the conclusion of the Power of Three arc in the Warriors series.

And you can't make this up

"they're releasing the teaser soon!" I say as they drag me off to the asylum

i think squirrel & leaf deserve to get a little unhealthily codependent with it. they love and adore each other more than anything in the whole world, and they are the only people who will ever know each other truly and completely. but. they are the center to each others universe. everything they do, they do it for each other. leafpool is not leafpool without her sister. squirrelflight is not squirrelflight without her sister, not really. do they ever... resent that ? even just a little bit? that they will be forever so intertwined? even if they wanted to leave (they dont) they never could. leafpool died and wrenched squirrelflights personhood away from her. left her to rot on the ground. even though they promised they could never go on without the other, leafpool died and squirrelflight kept living. inseparable until the end of time, but a quiet part of leafpool cant help but wonder how squirrel is even carrying on when she knows she never could. nothing in the world could drive them apart. they both wouldnt have it any other way.

erin hunter never dug deeper than half an inch into the emotions of their characters but one of the most conceptually gut wrenching scenes for me in the books is honeyferns death, where leafpool is staring at cinderheart hoping, praying, that some bit of cinderpelts wisdom and guidance will surface and tell her what to do so she can save honeyfern, and cinderheart is staring back at leafpool wondering why she can’t save her sister

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I WAKE UP TO NOAH HAVE YOU LOST YOUR EVERLOVING MIND

curlfeather spends her childhood pretending not to fear the elders tales of tigerstars reign over riverclan, about how noble riverclan was left with no other choice but to submit or die. what else could they do? these stories are heard less frequently as she gets older, and by the time she has her full name the stories about tigerclan are replaced by those of the great battle. reedwhisker trains her to put her clan above all else. the good of the clan always comes first. your clan are your kin. in their rare moments alone, she listens to an aging mistyfar wistfully recall her brothers bravery at bonehill, a sacrifice not many are old enough to remember. curlfeather has never heard anyone mention stonefur before, so she sits in silence as mistystar mourns, and at her young age decides that this is how she wants to be remembered. this is what a riverclan cat is supposed to be. curlfeather was raised to believe that riverclan is something to be proud of, something to fight for. your clanmates come first. riverclan is virtuous. riverclan is selfless. riverclan is pure. her father tells her as much. talks of tigerclan resurface when darktail comes around, spoken in hushed voices inside cramped dens. curlfeather wonders why no one seems to be doing anything about it until her father finally stands up to darktail himself. and he loses. days pass, more cats give in, and curlfeather is silent as an emaciated reedwhisker finally concedes and pledges his loyalty. she can only watch as he repeats himself, louder, again and again and again. she watches him slink away, head down, and she thinks of stonefur

HAVE WE OVER ANALYZED THIS YET????

LYING TO YOUR FRIENDS????

TRYING BEFORE DENYING???

sorry for never posting on here 😔😔😔 have a dovewing

St as out of context Danny Gonzalez clips

(this is so unbelievably niche lmao)