A Gnat flew over the meadow with much buzzing for so small a creature and settled on the tip of one of the horns of a Bull. Why do you do that? he asked. How nice it will be when they are all hatched and the yard is full of fine young chicks. The Sheep were easily fooled. They recognized the song the Wolf sings before a feast, and in a moment they were racing back to the pasture. I made him promise not to hurt us, said the Fox. Now show us how far you can jump.
Even the weakest may find means to avenge a wrong.