Urtymbay says:
- I want to kill the bear-Aya. White-fronted animals will give a lot of burning water for their skin.
He was a good hunter and loved to brag.
Let's go.
OK.
Ayu crawled out of the den and Urtymbaya is coming.
Urtymbay shot an arrow.
Past.
He threw another one, it hit him in the shoulder.
Before he had time to grab the knife, the bear pounced. Hug. Presses.
Urtymbay thinks:
- Disappeared. I won't drink kumiss anymore.
And the bear-Ayu - fangs in foam, shaking all over, blood from the wound rolling down the fur like lingonberries.
Got embittered.
I just wanted to crush Urtymbay, but accidentally looked into his eyes.
Ayu the bear saw in the eyes of Urtymbai - a small muzzle, yellow fangs and foam on them.
And Urtymbay saw his face - gray like a salt marsh and his beard like a handful of dry grass.
It was like a thorn in Ayu’s eyes.
Roared!
He lowered Urtymbay.
And Ayu went into the taiga.
Urtymbay, supporting the chimbara, ran into the village.
Boasts:
“Here I am, I almost crushed a bear with my own hands...
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru