Baerrito

            Darkness swathed the underground cavern, making it difficult to navigate around the area. Cold stone made the silver tabby withdraw his paws every now and then, his sapphire eyes squinting in displeasure. This was a strange place, to say the least, and it was difficult to ponder why there would be such a place that the tribe cats had never heard of.              Why had these tablet pieces even crept into their lives? If only things could be tranquil for once. Then again, had things ever been calm for Orpheus? Had the Spirits ever had pity on him, ever let him take a break from sorrow and anguish? No, the general thought solemnly