A raposa malvada
Here’s a story about a wicked fox:
Deep within the Whispering Woods lived a fox named Sly, known throughout the land for his cunning and cruelty. His fur, the color of burnt umber, seemed to absorb the shadows, and his eyes, like chips of obsidian, held a glint of mischief and malice. Sly delighted in tormenting the other animals, playing cruel tricks and spreading discord wherever he went. He’d steal eggs from birds’ nests, leaving behind only broken shells and panicked chirps. He’d trip unsuspecting rabbits, enjoying their startled squeaks as they tumbled head over heels. His laughter, a dry, rasping sound, echoed through the trees, a chilling testament to his wickedness.
One day, a wise old owl, Athena, decided she’d had enough. She summoned the animals of the Whispering Woods to a council, her piercing gaze settling on each creature in turn. She proposed a plan to outsmart Sly, using his own cunning against him. They agreed, and under Athena’s guidance, they devised a clever trap.
They baited a trap with Sly’s favorite treat – plump, juicy grapes – hidden within a hollow log. The log was rigged with a cleverly concealed net. Sly, lured by the sweet scent, eagerly approached, his tail twitching with anticipation. As he reached for the grapes, the net sprung shut, trapping him securely. The animals, overjoyed, surrounded him, their fear replaced with a triumphant glee. Athena, however, showed mercy. She gave Sly a stern lecture on the consequences of his actions, reminding him that even the cleverest creature can be outsmarted by kindness and unity. She then released him, warning him to mend his ways.
Whether Sly truly changed his wicked nature is unknown. But the animals of the Whispering Woods learned a valuable lesson that day: even the most cunning adversary can be overcome through collaboration and compassion.
