every time I think I'm free of warriors ocs I think about my idiot failson kittypet oc milo and it's like. I'm back in the fucking building again.

he's like if rusty wasn't some child prodigy destined to save the clans but was instead a spoiled Adult Cat who had like a clan cat boyfriend that kept going on and on about how awesome and noble clan life is (lying) but then one day the humans start expanding out into the forest so the clans have to move to a new territory. so the two say their goodbyes but milo's like no… I can't live without my pookie… I have to join him and become a warrior... and tries to go after him. except he doesn't know what he's doing or where he's going and immediately gets beaten up by a bunch of street cats.

eventually he convinces this group of 3 street cats to help him get to the clans because one of them is swayed by his sob story and goes guysss come on he’s doing it for love 🥺 so the other two are like ok. but you’re not keeping that jingly fucking collar. and they try to tear it off but can’t (of course the owner that let him run around in the forest with a clan cat didn’t get him a breakaway collar) so they’re like fuck dude ok never mind we’re gonna choke you to death like this. keep the bell. and so he has to continue jingling around miserably like a fool. meanwhile all the kittypet friends he left behind are like it’s been a week do you think he’s coming back. can we steal his fish toy.