With friends on the journey, the trip was more lively! The three animals all complained about their masters, and their steps were ever faster.
Then, they heard a voice agreeing with them in the snow.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo, what you say is so true!"
The black old cat led its friends towards the voice, and found a rooster screeching on top of a broken fence.
Before the three friends could speak, the rooster was quick to squeak.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo, snow all fell down, squashed my village gone! Y'all carrying backpacks. Looking for tourist tracks?"
The old cat shook its head and answered.
"Meow meow meow, we're in no mood to wander! Belobog right ahead can be found, and its weather's warm all year round! You like to train your voice all day, why not go with us to make a name and stay?"
The rooster nodded hurriedly and perched on top of the old donkey's back, urging everyone to depart.
But soon this loud rooster said something else.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo, by the way, do you all have to rhyme when you talk normally?"
"Woof woof woof, you don't talk in rhyme normally, either?"
The old hound tilted its head at the rooster.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo, I heard you talk like that, so I just copied you all."
The other three friends fell silent, with not even a whisper for a long while.