#leafpoolfictive

—Leafpool (warriors fictive), #📺

-Leafpool fictive.

Oh sweet dears, I'm so sorry that I gave you all up, if I could, I'd have kept you as my own, fought tooth and claw against starclan to raise you three as my own, I'm so, so proud of you three.

Hollyleaf, my sweet, proud daughter, you would have made an amazing leader, Lionblaze, my darling, kind son, you were so fierce, you got your fathers stubborness, but it helped you in the end, and Jayfeather, oh my son.. I wish I fought harder for you to continue training as a warrior, I'm so proud of all three of you, and always will be, I wish I lived long enough to retire to the elders den, to meet my grandkits, to watch you all flourish.

Even if it never seemed like it, I was so proud of you all, I am so full of gentle pride for my darling kits, when you all first opened your eyes I wanted to sob to starclan and beg why I had to give you up, I wanted to take you three and run far, far from the new territory and live a peaceful life..

I cried the entire night after your disappearance, Hollyleaf, wishing so desperately that I had been there to keep you safe like a mother should have, when you truly died, it felt like a piece of me had been ripped from me again.

Jayfeather, my stubborn, talented son, I tried so hard to keep you as a warrior, keep you from the solitary, lonely path of a medicine cat, I'm sorry I failed you.

Lionblaze, you almost followed in my pawsteps with Heatherpaw, and I'm glad you didn't, as bad as that sounds, I don't think I would have handled you making the same mistakes as your mother..

Squirrelflight, thank you, I couldn't have been graced with a better sister, I cannot express how grateful I am for you, for your sacrifices, and I can return the favour for you as I take care of your own deceased kits, it's my turn to keep them safe, I love you.

Crowfeather, oh where do I start? You were my first apprentices crush, I know you saw me like Feathertail, that you only loved me for how similar I was to her, I don't blame you, I never will, but I can't forgive you for what happened at the gathering, to listen to you snarl that you never loved me, it hurt.

-Leafpool, tag as fictive, #blogurl