Willowpelt is one of those characters who actually could be interpreted as having a really compelling story just based things that I’m 90% sure were unintentionally written by the Erins. Just hear me out.
As a young warrior, Willowpelt falls in love with an older tom, Tawnyspots. He becomes ill and eventually dies after a long period of illness, however, leaving her to raise their son, Darkkit, alone.
Some time between Bluestar’s Prophecy and Into the Wild, Willowpelt’s parents and her sister Leopardfoot all die. She takes to wandering outside clan borders to get away from painful memories, and meets a handsome, fluffy kittypet tom. They become good friends and eventually secret lovers. After some time, they part ways on good terms, but Willowpelt realizes that she is pregnant again. She raises Graykit on her own; no one in the clan knows who his father is, but they’re mostly just happy to have another kit in the clan.
Right after Graypaw is apprenticed, however, tragedy strikes. Both of Willowpelt’s littermates, Redtail and then Spottedleaf, are murdered in cold blood. She feels alone: her only remaining sibling is Patchpelt, who is much older than her, and he is much closer with his friends that are his age than he is with her. Whitestorm is a source of comfort for her: he helps guide her through this new loss and cope with it in a healthy way. They both have a lot in common, especially considering that they both have had to deal with a lot of loss over their lives.
Over time, her friendship with Whitestorm develops into something more. She is so excited when she learns that she is expecting his kits, and he is super excited too! She’s in a happy and stable relationship with someone she loves very much and it’s great. Sorrelkit, Rainkit, and Sootkit are born shortly after Tigerclaw’s exile.
She is terrified when Sorrelkit is poisoned and is beyond furious when it is revealed that the cat who poisoned her kit is none other than Darkstripe, her eldest kit. She has no words for him as he is exiled, only a furious hiss.
Then, tragedy strikes during the Great Battle. Lionclan is victorious, but not without a heavy loss. Whitestorm was killed. Willowpelt is alone again. On top of that, Graystripe killed Darkstripe. Willowpelt never got close to forgiving Darkstripe for poisoning Sorrelkit, but a part of her would always remember him as her tiny, sweet little son. Thunderclan doesn’t sit vigil for traitors, but she whispered a short prayer for him that night.
A few moons later, she is on patrol with Firestar, Ashfur, Thornclaw, and Sootpaw. They scent a badger at snakerocks and split up to look for it. When Willowpelt sees the badger, her heart freezes: it’s bearing down on Sootpaw. Just as the badger is about to strike, she has a moment of fierce defiance: she will not watch another cat she loves die. She throws herself down from the top of a rock and shoves Sootpaw out of the way just in time. The last thing she sees is his face, before the badger snaps her spine. When she opens her eyes again, she is surrounded by her lost family.
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