The Fox & the Wolf
One day while Brown-Fox was in the woods he stumbled upon a shiny gem lying in the leaves. He took it and showed it to all his friends.
“Oh,” said Owl, “that is a wonderful find.”
“Very pretty,” squeaked Mouse, “but what are you going to do with it?”
“He’s going to give it to me,” growled Wolf, “for I am the biggest, the King of the Forest.”
Brown-Fox did not want to give his beautiful gem to Wolf but he did, for Wolf was bigger and stronger than he. The next day Mouse called out to Brown-Fox.
“I made this lovely berry pie,” said she, “would you like to share it with me?”
But Wolf had other plans, “Brown-Fox cannot share it with you, for I am going to eat it all!” he declared and took the pie from Mouse, gobbling up every last crumb. Once Wolf had left Brown-Fox stomped his paw.
“Enough is enough!” he cried, “Wolf takes all we have. Something must be done.”
The next day Wolf came prowling through the forest when he overheard Brown-Fox talking with Owl.
“Wolf took our pie yesterday,” whispered Brown-Fox, “but Mouse baked an even better pie today! She left it at the Farmer’s house with the Hens to guard it where Wolf will never find it.”
Wolf smiled to himself. “Hah! Foolish Brown-Fox thinking he could hide it from me.”
Wolf went to the Farmer’s house and took the pie from the hens who squawked warnings to him.
“I wouldn’t eat that if I were you!” said Yellow-Hen.
“You’ll regret it!” agreed Rooster.
But Wolf wouldn’t listen and gobbled up the whole pie. After Wolf found himself so sleepy he laid down right there for a nap. The Farmer, called by the cackling of the hens, found Wolf in the hen-house. Wolf, awoken by the Farmer’s footsteps, leapt to his feet but it was too late and he was trapped. Wolf was never seen again.
