A very young Mouse, who had never seen anything of the world, almost came to grief the very first time he ventured out. Oh, just a trifle!, But please tell me. The old Frog soon missed the little one and asked his brothers and sisters what had become of him. Is this your axe? Mercury asked the Woodman. The Oak stood proudly and fought against the storm, while the yielding Reeds bowed low. How foolish I should be, he said, to throw you back. To win you I would have said and promised anything, replied the Kite.
Once a wolf, always a wolf.