A hungry wolf came across a horse in a meadow, and he decided to eat it. The horse humbly says: “Yes, apparently, the lord of animals and birds, Azhveipsh, wants me to become your victim. But I ask you, first spare me the wild pain. The thorn dug into the flesh above the pastern of the hind leg. The thorn may prick you too when you eat my thigh.”
The wolf thought and decided: “So be it, I’ll draw out the villain, otherwise
she can actually go down my throat like I would go after a mare.”
As soon as the wolf approached the horse to pull out the thorn, it kicked him with its hoof, so much so that it broke the gray jaw; The wolf howled in pain and frustration and ran away.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru