The Birds and the Beasts declared war against each other. He now began to glare at the others very savagely. A wise old Cat heard the dispute and offered to settle it. Then, toward nightfall, he heard the Mother's voice again as she sat down near the window to sing and rock her baby to sleep. There he stood, unwilling to give up a single filbert and yet unable to get them all out at once. Just then the Ass kicked out with all his might, tumbling the Wolf a dozen paces away. The Cock that had won the battle flew to the top of the hen-house, and, proudly flapping his wings, crowed with all his might to tell the world about his victory. But the corn was tempting and the Mouse was determined to get in. The Ass came proudly out of the cave. They persuaded the Dogs to go away, and that very evening the Wolves had the grandest feast of their lives.
Borrowed feathers do not make fine birds.