If there's one thing that I loathe about Warrior Cats, then that'd be how far it strains from even its own realism and, eventually, discipline. I mean, fantasy and all is good. It's good that they can talk, form clans, communicate with their ancestors and everything, but... one cat being able to indirectly communicate with her sister- even if they're kilometers apart from each other? An old badger that can speak to cats, foxes and even rabbits? An only cougar that forms a serious danger to some tribe of cats (seriously, if there's one cougar, there has to be many more- unless that cougar escaped from some zoo or something). And all that (excuse my language, but) bullshit, while at the end of every book, Erin Hunter state that ''she'' is inspired by a love of cats and a fascination with the ferocity of the nature world and that in addition to having great respect for nature in all its forms, she enjoys creating rich mythical explanations for animal behavior.

Seriously?
Respect?
Explanation for animal behavior?

First of all, what respect means is that you accept someone or something for who they are and how their ways work.
Secondly, scrap that bullshit about explaining animal behavior (even in a mythical way. this is just not myth anymore). Toms are solitary hunters. Mollies, on the other hand, live in small ''clans'' together. Neither toms nor mollies give a fucking shit about who their ''loves'' mated with. Nor do toms (and eventually, mollies too) care about their offsprings. No cat is able to hunt rabbit. Not even one. Believe me, or my biological teacher (for I asked him whether it's possible or not), they just can't. And neither can they work in a perfect organization to hunt down a fucking hawk. And seriously, not to mention about bringing down a full-grown heron. And then there's this ''chosen ones'' that have these ridiculous gifts. Cats simply cannot have special powers, such as seeing through another cat's eyes or being able to communicate with your littermate, even tho you're kilometers apart from each other. They just can't. If you want to create a novel in which you respect cats and explain their behavior in a mythical way, then I suggest you should study them first. I'm sure the Erins didn't even think of doing that. Not a big surprise there; most of them are dog-lovers. They probably thought that cats and dogs have pretty much the same behavior. It has to be, since dogs probably are able to bring down a relatively big game when working in packs (hence why the Erins chose to make those tribe-cats hunt in groups to bring down a hawk).

This is just...
All right, it's a fantasy novel. I accept that. I also don't really care that in the books, cats live in clans and have a certain discipline. Oh, talked about discipline, how on earth did Leafpool (ThunderClan) accept Mothwing (RiverClan) to teach her how to fish? Where's your discipline now? Shouldn't she think, like, ''I'm a ThunderClan cat and I do not hunt for some stinky fish!''
In the first series, there was that discipline. Even the most disrecpectful cats would think twice about teaching others how to hunt down their main prey... ok, forget Fireheart and Greystripe (ThunderClan) giving food to RiverClan, but... you know what I mean. In the second series, as far as I'm concerned, there's no such a thing as discipline anymore. It's just not the same as in the first series. The first series will stay in my heart forever, but right now, I'm really mourning about that 30 euros I spent on the first two books of the second series. Just... no.

And not to mention about forbidden loves. I mean, one or two times is ok, but it shouldn't get out of hand. See? No discipline.

And then the Erins boast at the end of every book, that they respect nature and enjoy explaining animal behavior in a mythological way.
No myth there in the second series(and probably the third and fourth series, too). Not even a glimpse of it. What I see, is that some young girl made a fanfiction of a recent roleplay she just held at FeralHeart or some forums. That's literally all I can see.

But oh well, it was good while it lasted. I really enjoyed the first series. The Erins should have ended Warrior Cats right there.
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I also recently bought Tailchaser's Song, and I am in love with it. In that book, there is a glimpse of realism. The cats from the Meeting Wall live alone, and get together from time to time. But that's it. Even when Fritti Tailchaser arrived at the Firsthome in Rootwood, he found the place very unnatural, since lots of cats lived there together.

Pouncequick, stunned by the profusion of cats, sat taking in the spectacle, his eyes shining with wonder. Fritti, though, felt faintly uneasy; his fur was tingling and tickling as though trying to stand out from his body- trying to give him more room. It felt unnatural, inexplicably wrong, for the Folk to gather together in such numbers. Gathering occasionally at Meeting was one thing: almost everybody liked company from time to time. But to live together like this, day in, day out- put down your paw and step on someone's tail... well, kind as the cats of Firsthome had been to him, he wouldn't stay much longer than he had to. (page 134)

Oh! I almost forgot, but I also recently finished Yellowfang's Secret. And, in my opinion, I think that there has been made a very unfair injustice to Yellowfang in that book. I mean, Yellowfang is one of the older characters of the first series, and thus I love her very, but very much. But her special edition was kind of... like I said: a youg girl's fanfiction based on her roleplay. I mean, I do like how they portrayed Raggedpelt, but... Especially and the end of the book, it felt like as tho the Erins were like: ''Let's finish this book now, I don't wanna work on it anymore.'' It was rushed. It was so rushed that two deputies died in pretty much one chapter! Really?! Oh, come on. Warrior Cats has become shit. You have to agree with me on there. It has, and I'm very sorry for it. It's just how it goes; when a certain serie goes on for too long, it'll eventually become shit. Take a look at Resident Evil. I swear I'm not lying when I say that Resident Evil wasn't always a ''shoot-them-up'' game. It wasn't. It was like, solving puzzles and being scared like hell. Not, like, ''omg a monster let's shoot it!''. Oh well...

And with that, I'm out!

EDIT:
This is really the last thing I'll say but, I also came to realize that Tailchaser's Song and Warrior Cats kind of look alike. With meetings held at the full moon, and cats named with two names and all. And I suspect, no... I know that the Erins so do not have fantasy and chose to steal another book's concepts to create their own series for a living. Because, just go ahead and read Tailchaser's Song. You'll be taken back by surprise. Warrior Cats really is shit. And before you're gonna protest about it, Tailchaser's Song was written in 1985, while Warrior Cats was written in 2003 (or something).
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I really, but really feel like shit for all the money I spent on Warrior Cats. Oh God...

EDIT 2:
Apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks Erin Hunter is a fucking thief, for some people at tumblr (in the tailchaser's song-tag) say:
So I just found out that one of my FAVORITE books ever, Tailchaser's Song by Tad Williams is going to be animated. I'm really hopeful for it— it was the OBVIOUS predecessor to Warriors- I'm really surprised the auther of Warriors hasn't gotten herself SUED yet for it, but Tailchaser's Song is much more intellectual, and calls back to old classics Like Lord of the Rings and Chronicles of Narnia more than it does a dime-a-dozen animal fantasy.