Waking up at dawn, the king of beasts stretched sweetly and headed straight to the river. For the sake of order, he roared powerfully, notifying all the small animals that usually gather at a watering hole and muddy the water about his approach. Suddenly he stopped, hearing an unusual noise. Turning around, the lion saw that a hot horse was rushing towards him at full speed, followed by an empty rattle rattling, jumping on the stones.
The lion jumped into the nearest bushes and closed his eyes in fear. Never in his life had he seen such an outlandish, rattling animal.
After sitting in the bushes and recovering a little from his fright, the lion came out of the thickets, looking around, and with a cautious gait again headed towards the watering hole.
But before he could walk a few steps, a piercing cry struck his ears. Somewhere nearby a loud rooster was crowing. The lion stopped dead in his tracks, and began to tremble slightly.
And the rooster, as if mocking him, crowed even more loudly at the top of his tinned throat and, moreover, began to rush around in a circle, militantly shaking his red comb.
Because of the tall grass, the lion could only see a trembling fiery crest and hear an unfamiliar cry: “Ku-ka-re-ku!” Not remembering himself from fear and forgetting about thirst, the disgraced king of beasts rushed off into the thicket of the forest.
Apparently, Leo sometimes has unlucky days, when everything goes topsy-turvy, and misadventures lurk at every step.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru