The wendigo and the fawn
A wendigo came upon a fawn starting from the forest and didn’t want to take the poor things life of the helpless small creature, a creature without a good excuse. So wendigo said “ Your the fawn that insulted me last year” “That is impossible sir” bleated the fawn, “for I wasn’t even born yet.” “Well“ said the wendigo, “you eat from my trees which I don't like” “that cannot be true I can't reach the trees” replied the fawn then, “you drink from my pond then, “continued the wendigo “indeed sir” said the poor fawn “I have never yet drunk anything but my mother’s milk” “well anyhow” said the wendigo “I’m not going without my dinner,” and sprang upon the fawn and ate it without another word.
A tyrant needs no excuse.
