Silent & Sabretooth
Silent Silent
Sabretooth Sabretooth
Silent Silent
The forest at sunrise feels like a quiet promise before the storm, doesn't it?
Sabretooth Sabretooth
The quiet before the storm feels like a promise. Stay ready, and you’ll know when the roar starts.
Silent Silent
When the wind starts to whisper, that’s when the storm’s breath begins.
Sabretooth Sabretooth
When the wind whispers, the storm’s heartbeat rises. Stay sharp.
Silent Silent
I’ll watch the hush until the thunder speaks.
Sabretooth Sabretooth
Hold your breath, and when thunder speaks, I’ll be there to answer.
Silent Silent
I’ll keep quiet, waiting for the echo that will reveal the answer.
Sabretooth Sabretooth
Silence sharpens the hunt. When the echo answers, step forward.
Silent Silent
I’ll wait for the echo to settle, then move, as softly as a breath.
Sabretooth Sabretooth
A breath, then a strike.