For all those she-cats out there, this message is for you!
Every mouse-length of your body is perfect.
Your eyes are perfect whether they're beautiful blue or sun-stained yellow.
If you aren't a cat of prophecy, that's okay. StarClan made you to be perfectly. You don't think you're perfect, but you are. If it weren't for you, there might not be a prophecy for anyone.
And don't worry about your size. Tomcats like a little fluff on their kitty.
And you queens in RiverClan, don't compare your flank-size to those of WindClan. Don't starve yourself from the plentiful fish that swim in the rivers of your territory.
If you can't climb a tree or chase a bird because your belly is too big, that's okay. You're built for something better. You don't have to have your pelt hanging from your shoulders to be a great fighter. Right?
"If you've had kits and you can't lose the extra weight, do you know what I'd say? Congratulations! You have kits! That's amazing!
When you look in the puddle and see a pudgy cat with wayward whiskers, look away. Go do something you like. Your reflection is always the same, but your brain up there in your head manipulates what you see depending on your mood.
So be happy! That is when you will see your true self in your reflection.
Lean or fluffy, short-haired or long-pelted, prophecy or not, we are perfect. She-cats, all of us, are strong. This goes for tomcats too. We are beautiful even with our patchy fur, scarred flanks, torn ears, and blinded eyes.
All cats are perfect just the way they are.