Musicians of Belobog

Chapter Three The two animals walked together in the snow. Suddenly, the hound saw something fluffy by the side of the road. The old hound shook his head, thinking it was a trick of his eyes. "Woof woof woof, my friend! Look over there, is that a ball of fur?" That fluff ball actually reacted to the old hound's words and popped out a pair of ears. "Meow meow meow, I am no fur ball!" The old donkey and hound fixed their eyes, and saw the fluff ball was a sad-looking old black cat. "I was once a prized rat-catcher, but in old age I became a no-good-walker. Wanted to toss me yonder, did my old Master. Meow meow meow, snow's cold all over. Where to find food ever?" The old donkey shook his head. The old black cat was going to lose its life if no one looked after it! He suddenly remembered that cats like to sing at night, so he said to the cat: "Neigh neigh neigh, old whiskers, worry no more! We head to Belobog, where the weather is mild! You love to sing at night, so we can go the Golden Theater and sing alright!" The old black cat thought for a while, and decided this was not a bad idea. So, the old cat flicked its ears, and joined the old donkey and hound's journey.