Once upon a time, in a big forest, a clever fox was chatting with a strong wolf. The fox was telling the wolf all about humans. "Humans are very strong," said the fox. "No animal can beat them. We have to be very smart to stay safe from them."
The wolf, who was very confident, said, "If I ever see a human, I'll just attack them. I’m not scared!"
The fox, wanting to teach the wolf a lesson, said, "Alright then, if you want to see a human, come with me tomorrow morning, and I'll show you one."
The next morning, the wolf met the fox, and they walked to a path where people often walked by. The fox said, "Wait here, and you'll see a human soon."
First, an old soldier walked by. The wolf asked, "Is that a human?"
The fox shook his head. "No, he used to be one."
Next, a little boy on his way to school passed them. The wolf asked again, "Is that a human?"
The fox smiled and said, "No, but he will grow up to be one."
Finally, a huntsman came by. He had a big gun on his back and a shiny sword at his side. The fox pointed and said, "Look, there’s a real human. You can try to attack him now, but I’m going back to my den."
The wolf, feeling very brave, ran towards the huntsman. When the huntsman saw the wolf, he thought, "Oh no, I don’t have a bullet in my gun!" But he still aimed his gun and shot some little pellets at the wolf.
The wolf felt a sharp pain in his face but didn’t give up. He ran at the huntsman again. This time, the huntsman shot more pellets at him, hurting the wolf even more. But the wolf kept going. Then, the huntsman pulled out his sword and hit the wolf, making him bleed a lot.
Hurt and scared, the wolf ran back to the fox, howling in pain. The fox asked, "So, Brother Wolf, how did it go with the human?"
The wolf, now very tired and hurt, said, "I never knew humans were so strong! First, he pointed a stick at me and made something fly into my face. It hurt so much! Then, he did it again, and it stung my nose. When I got closer, he pulled out a sharp thing and hit me until I couldn't take it anymore."
The fox nodded and said, "See, sometimes it’s not good to be too confident. You thought you could easily beat a human, but you didn’t know how strong they are. It’s always better to think before you act."
Once upon a time, in a lively forest filled with towering trees and chirping birds, a clever fox and a strong wolf were having a chat under a shady tree. The fox, always the one with stories, started talking about humans. “You know,” the fox said, tapping his paw like he was about to reveal a secret, “humans are really strong. No animal, not even the bravest, can outsmart them. We’ve got to use our brains if we want to keep our fur on!”
The wolf, who was feeling quite full of himself after a breakfast of berries (which he pretended was something much more impressive), puffed out his chest. “Pfft! If I ever see a human, I’ll just charge at them like… well, like a wolf! I’m not scared at all!”
The fox, seeing a perfect chance to teach the wolf a lesson, grinned slyly. “Oh, really? Well then, my brave friend, how about I show you a real human tomorrow morning? You can charge all you want.”
The next morning, the wolf met the fox at the edge of the forest, where the trees whispered secrets and the flowers nodded in agreement. The fox led the wolf to a path where humans often walked by. “Now,” the fox said, looking as serious as a fox could manage, “just wait here. You’ll see a human soon enough.”
First, an old soldier came trudging down the path, his armor clinking like a bunch of spoons tied together. The wolf, all eager and wide-eyed, asked, “Is that a human?”
The fox shook his head. “Nope. Used to be one. Now, he’s more like a walking collection of rusty tin cans.”
Next, a little boy came skipping by, swinging his school bag and humming a tune that was probably made up on the spot. The wolf, not one to miss a beat, asked again, “Is that a human?”
The fox chuckled. “Not yet, but give him a few years and a few extra inches. He’ll get there.”
Finally, a huntsman appeared, carrying a big, shiny gun on his back and a sword that glinted in the sunlight. The fox nudged the wolf and whispered, “There you go, my furry friend. That’s a real human. Now, if you’re feeling as brave as you were yesterday, go ahead and charge. But, uh, I think I’ll watch from a safe distance… like way over there.”
The wolf, still full of his own bravado (and maybe still a little sleepy), dashed towards the huntsman. The huntsman, seeing the wolf charging at him, thought, “Great, just what I needed today—a wolf attack before breakfast!” He quickly aimed his gun and fired some pellets at the wolf. The wolf yelped in surprise as something sharp stung his face.
But the wolf wasn’t ready to give up just yet. He charged again, and this time, the huntsman fired even more pellets, hitting the wolf on the nose. The wolf howled, but he kept going, thinking, “Third time’s the charm, right?”
Wrong. The huntsman, getting tired of this game, pulled out his sword and gave the wolf a few good whacks. The wolf, now battered and bruised, decided that maybe this wasn’t such a great idea after all. He turned tail and ran back to the fox, howling in pain and embarrassment.
The fox, who had been watching from a safe (and very comfortable) spot, raised an eyebrow. “So, how’d it go with the human?”
The wolf, now looking like he’d been through a laundry wringer, whimpered, “Humans are tougher than they look! First, he pointed a stick at me and made something fly into my face—it hurt like stepping on a Lego! Then, he did it again, and my nose is still tingling! And when I got closer, he pulled out a shiny thing and started whacking me! I thought I was done for!”
The fox nodded wisely. “Ah, yes. You see, sometimes it’s better to use your noggin before jumping into things. You thought you could take on a human, but you didn’t know how tricky they could be. Next time, maybe try thinking first and charging later.”
The wolf, licking his wounds, could only agree. And from that day on, whenever he saw a human, he made sure to give them plenty of space… and maybe a little wave from far, far away.
In a forest deep and wide,
A fox and wolf did stride.
The fox, so clever and wise,
Spoke of humans with careful eyes.
"Humans are strong, you see,
No animal can fight them easily.
We must be smart, my friend,
Or our days might quickly end."
The wolf, with pride so tall,
Said, "I’ll fight them all!
If a human I meet today,
I’ll show them I’m not prey."
"Very well," the fox did say,
"Come with me at dawn’s first ray.
I’ll show you what you seek,
But the outcome might leave you weak."
They walked until they found a track,
Where people often wandered back.
The fox said, "Wait and see,
A human soon will come to thee."
An old soldier hobbled by,
"Is that a human?" the wolf did cry.
"No," said the fox with a grin,
"He once was, but now he’s thin."
A young boy next did pass,
"Is that a human?" asked the wolf, alas.
"Not yet," the fox replied,
"He’s just a child, with eyes open wide."
Then came a huntsman, strong and brave,
With a gun and sword he did wave.
"There’s your human," the fox declared,
The wolf rushed forward, fully prepared.
The huntsman shot, the wolf felt pain,
But he charged again and again.
The sword then struck, blood did flow,
The wolf, now weak, began to slow.
Back to the fox, the wolf did creep,
In pain, too great for sleep.
"You were right, I now see,
Humans are stronger than you and me."
The fox nodded with a sigh,
"Bravery alone won’t get you by.
It’s wise to think before you act,
Or you might face a harsh fact."
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