Fable #967

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Just as a great Bear rushed to seize a stray kid, a Lion leaped from another direction upon the same prey. In great terror the Shepherd fell on his knees. The Woodman told what had happened, and straightway the kind Mercury dived into the pool. No words he could say did the least good, so he cast about in his mind for some very striking example that should make them see that discord would lead them to misfortune. So he went away pulling in his belt and promising to return. The young Larks in their nest close by were much frightened, for they knew they would be in great danger if they did not leave the nest before the reapers came. In their search for game the hunters saw a number of Wild Goats run into a cave, and laid plans to catch them. But though the little one continued to fret, the Wolf waited all day in vain. At last he became so heated that he pulled off his cloak, and, to escape the blazing sunshine, threw himself down in the welcome shade of a tree by the roadside.

Once a wolf, always a wolf.