One day, the falcon lost its way and found itself among the ruins, where only owls lived. The owls immediately surrounded him and began noisily discussing what had happened.
- Is he going to seize our possessions? - they were worried.
“My path is long, and I don’t need your ruins.” I will never stay here because I cannot live among ruins. “My place is on the king’s hand,” the falcon told them.
But the owls did not calm down.
“Maybe these are his machinations, and he wants to ruin us and drive us out of our nests by deception.” Does he look like a bird fit to sit on a king's hand? — one of the owls was indignant. - And in general, what is royal about it? Yes, any owl will throw him to the ground with his wings!
“You didn’t see me hunting,” the falcon answered them. “They haven’t seen how fearlessly I chase game and how respectful the king’s entourage is with me, how the falconers take care of me.” At times, the king even sees in his dreams how I am flying for prey, and he and his retinue are galloping after me. If you see me in flight, you will find out the answer to my secret and understand that I am not your enemy, even though I happened to be among you. Remember that the Lord will not let you offend me, and wherever I am, I remain his favorite.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru