However, one went ravenously after it, as the other waited so impatiently beneath the tree. The hare climbed further, as the cub pressed higher, and as the tree bent the more like a bow upon the ground!
Moreover, on seeing that his brother-cub was tending to pluck and devour their prey all alone, he let go his grip and flopped against his jaws.
Lo! upon the mountain was seen the fortunate hare biding farewell to the disappointed cats as the bow-bent tree shot him high over, across the fangs of his enemies.
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