WHITESTORM
From all the clans and all of the
Cats out there to battle against me
They picked some fishy, half bred
Cat who calls herself a 'deputy'
Does your mother that know you're
Way out here? I doubt she'd approve
Oh-wait. Sorry love
I forgot, she gave you up
Your kinship she refused

And now that I mention it
It's really quite a shame
That kinship bond
Was up and gone
'cause you were in her
Way to rise to fame
You were pushed out of your mother
Then her clan, and broke the rules
Sorry dear, looks like you're no
More wanted than a toad stool

MISTYFOOT
Let me just give it to you straight
This not a battle you can win
You can’t even touch me, best
Be calling for your living kin
But wait, your airhead mommy
Up and died and sacrificed
In the name of ThunderClan pride
All before you opened your eyes!
I win the prize for uncontested
Greatest bravest deputy
I survived the Rise of Scourge
You had to kick it on the scene
As for being half Clan, I
Don’t see no shame in that
Didya manage to forget *whispers*
You’re one eighth WindClan cat?

WHITESTORM
Well I'm really not surprised
By your overactive mind
Seems like truth and lie
In your head is combined
Greatest bravest?
More like lamest!
Cats followed me 'cause
My courage is contagious!
I fought in that war like
No one's seen before
We brought Scourge to the floor
Hundred cats adore, me!
Keep this rhythm and rhyme in mind
While you sit inside
The peace I supplied
You've done nothing
More than be a mistake
'Cause nothing but grief
Bloodshed and heartache
Do us all a favor and
Go jump in the lake
Come on now Misty, or is
That all you can take?

MISTYFOOT
Ooh ~ You really wanna go there, cuz?
Let’s talk about lakes
‘fore you call it quits
I jumped in to save my kits!
You didn’t even know your
Own daughter was in danger
You let her wander off with a stranger?!
I guess the bad parenting
Comes from genetics
Your daddy had some issues
Your mommy couldn’t fix
Thanks to him; my litter had to go
Now someone has to deal
With his oversized ego
Don’t wanna rub it in
But you were overhyped
Anyone could tell you it
Should’ve been Graystripe
Still you had to have
Five minutes of fame
All in the hopes we’ll ‘member your name
Speaking of names I’ve
Got some good news
Or maybe this one will
Give you the blues
I gotta go now to get my nine lives
See ya Whitey on the other side