every time I go for a nice hike in any natural area there is a tiny part of my brain that goes “hey this would be a cool place for a fanclan”. I haven’t touched the books in years and I haven’t roleplayed since I was 14 but my brain is hardwired to start daydreaming about wild kitties. you can’t ever go outside again
Update: I am on vacation in the jungles of Belize. It is a unique cultural opportunity. I just hiked a trail with a guide of local medicinal plants. And the whole time I was thinking about herb lists from Warriors. It follows you. It breathes down your neck as it stalks you to the ends of the Earth.
Oh my god this is actually so relatable holy shit. I stopped caring about warriors for a really long time, like I hadn’t thought about it much in several years but every single time I went hiking or was in any largely forested area there was always this small spark of nostalgic excitement in me when I looked around that I couldn’t for the life of me place the source of for a few minutes until I remembered “oh yeah, this is how I felt when I used to think about roleplaying warrior cats as a little kid” like that’s always what I was imagining. I went through so many interests but almost nothing else ever made me feel like that, or been so weirdly ingrained in my head
yo should i read warrior cats?
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