You open your eyes and see yourself tied up to a post, your fate has been chosen

By the Kitten gods. there is no escape, you run and hide, they are on the prowl

No one can escape the Scratch post execution

No one can escape the Scratch post execution

Sinking claws into the Fresh flesh

Nothing more satisfying then to hear

The screams of their victims

Your fate has been chosen

By the Kitten gods. there is no escape, you run and hide, they are on the prowl

No one can escape the Scratch post execution

No one can escape the Scratch post execution