Prophecy. And it's short
Under the moon's soft glow, two kittens born, (drawed) One with a moon marking, the other a sun adorn. In the wild they'll grow, fierce and strong, (drawed) Destined to face a band of rogues that do wrong. With claws sharp and eyes ablaze, (drawed) They'll hunt down the rogues in a wild chase. In the future, their legend will be told, Of two brave cats, fearless and bold. Against the darkness, they'll stand tall, (drawed) Defeating the rogues, one and all. Under the moon's guiding light, These two cats will win the fight.
