hey guys! sorry I didn't post for a long time. schools over now so here's a prologue.
Tumbling, Tumbling
from the sweet scents of my mother
I heard a soft mumbling.
Four of us, to whom we can trust,
me, tow sisters, one brother.
I will go on with the world, if I must
I scoured for the sweet milk.
all around me, fur feeling like silk
the four of us were born.
Silver, Ninja, Ebil, and Sweet.