Once, there were four little baby humans who were abandoned out in the wilderness to die. But strangely, a pack of wild ocelots happened upon them one day. The ocelots took in the little humans and adopted them, raising them to manhood. The time in which these fellows left their ocelot families was very bittersweet indeed. But it was bound to happen someday. The last memory they have of their ocelot family is those sad, deep, Ocelot Eyes wishing them well in their future endeavors. However, the boys moved into regular human society. They often play music together and occasionally they invite their friends to have a listen. However, they still have a few "ocelot quarks"...occasionally they can be heard speaking ocelot amongst themselves... "Gopper gorban?"