An old man and old women lived together. One day the old man told his wife to bake some bread for he was going fishing. He later caught a whole truckload of fish and began to head home happy with his luck. On his way he saw a fox curled up on the side of the road. He crept up on the fox and found that it wasn’t moving at all.

“Oh this would make a great gift for my wife,” he thought as he picked up what he assumed was a dead fox and threw it in the back of his wagon.

As the man continued on the fox threw the fish off the wagon and then ran off.

“Look, I brought you a fur… Argggg!” the old man exclaimed when he got home and suddenly realized that his fish and the fox were missing.

“Where is it?” he asked “There were fish and a fox fur on my cart,” the old man wailed.

The old women seeing that the her husbands cart was empty scowled him.

Realizing what had happened the old man grieved and grieved but there was nothing to be done.

The fox meanwhile was eating all the fish which he’d thrown out of the cart when along came a wolf.

“Good day, cousin,” the wolf greeted the fox.

“Good day friend,” the fox returned.

“Please, may I have some fish?” the wolf asked.

“You should try catching yourself some fish,” the fox replied.

“I can not”

“Go down to the river, my friend, and hang your tail into the crevasse at the washing place, then the fish while bite it,” the fox told the wolf.

So the wolf went down to the river and put his tail into the crevasse, but because it was winter his tail froze into the water so that no mater how hard he tried to pull it out he couldn’t. So he sat there all night.

A women came to fetch the water and when she saw the wolf she cried out: “A wolf, a gray wolf! Knowck him dead! Beat him Dead!

So the villagers came running and began beating the wolf with rods and buckets.

“I’ll get revenge on you,” the wolf cried about the fox as he finally escaped from the people.

The fox however crept into the hut where the women make pancakes smeared doaugh all over herself so that when the wolf found her in anger, saying the people had beat him half to death the fox responded: “Oh, my friend at least only blood flows from you wounds, but they beat me so hard my marrow is coming out.”

“That’s true,” the wolf mused as he looked at the foxes wounds. “I’ll carry you,” the wolf offered.

The wolf then carried the fox to the riverside where the fox suggested that they build houses; the wolves of ice and the foxes of bark so that when spring came the wolves house melted around him.

“Oh, cousin you have betrayed me again!” The wolf cried, “I’m going to eat you!”

“Wait, let us decide by lot who should eat the other,” the fox told the wolf.

So the fox led the wolf into the woods to a deep pit and told him that if he could jump over the pit he could eat her. So the wolf tried to jump over the pit but fell in.

“Well, you just sit down there,” the fox told the wolf before walking away.