The black grouse was sitting on a tree. The fox came up to him and said: “Hello, little black grouse, my friend, when I heard your little voice, I came to see you.” “Thank you for your kind words,” said the black grouse.
The fox pretended not to hear and said: “What are you saying?” I don't hear. You, little black grouse, my friend, should come down to the grass for a walk and talk to me, otherwise I won’t hear from the tree.
Black Grouse said: “I’m afraid to go onto the grass.” It’s dangerous for us birds to walk on the ground. —?Or are you afraid of me? - said the fox. -? Not you, I’m afraid of other animals, - said the black grouse. - There are all kinds of animals. -? No, black grouse, my friend, today a decree has been declared so that there will be peace throughout the entire earth. Nowadays the animals don’t touch each other. “That’s good,” said the black grouse, “otherwise the dogs are running; If it were the old way, you would have to leave, but now you have nothing to fear.
The fox heard about the dogs, pricked up her ears and wanted to run. “Where are you going?” - said the black grouse. - After all, now there is a decree that the dogs will not be touched. -? And who knows! - said the fox. - Maybe they didn’t hear the decree. And she ran away.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru