Soon the jackal Rill and the hyena Yaku met again. They met under a tree with a hollow from which bees were flying.
- What are they doing there, in the hollow? - Yaku asked.
- Don't you know? — Rill was feignedly surprised. “The bees collect honey there.” And I’m waiting: as soon as they collect more, I’ll feast on honey.
- How will you get it?
- Do you want me to teach you? Just listen to me in everything! The greedy hyena agreed. Rill tied her to a tree, gave her a stick in her paws and said:
- Knock on the wood harder! The bees will get scared and fly away. Then I’ll climb up and start pouring honey straight into your mouth. Let's knock, and I'll run for the ladle.
And Rill ran away. And the hyena Yaku began to knock on the tree with a stick. The bees swooped down on her and stung her almost to death. The hyena started to run, but the ropes wouldn’t let him in. Yaku howled in pain and fell unconscious. So she hung on the ropes for three days. Only on the fourth day, when the hyena was completely emaciated from hunger, did the ropes fall off her. Muttering curses, Yaku hobbled home. And from then on, he and Rill began to have a feud not to the gut, but to the death.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru