The Silver Cat Prophecy (What REALLY Happened)
The pools glittered in the moonlight on the cave floor. The entire cave was filled with the music of Breaking Benjamin. The brown tom didn't like anything else.
The rest of the cats poured in, looking at the tom.
(The only living Tribe cat that walks on two legs) The brown tom stood up, holding a long cane, limping and leaning against it. "Welcome to the Funny Farm," he rasped sarcastically.
"The moon is on the water!" one of the cats panicked.
"No, you mouse-brain!" he yowled. "It's just moonlight reflectin off the pool. So, you want me to tell you something?"
He opened his mouth to say something, then stopped. "I need to think about it."
A brown tabby she-cat in the crow sighed. "Stoneteller, that stupid Sharptooth is loose again, stealing prey and eating everybody!"