The kites and the crows made an agreement among themselves that they should go halves in everything they obtained in the forest. One day, they saw a fox that had been wounded by hunters lying helpless under a tree, and gathered around it.
The crows said, “We will take the upper half of the fox.”
“Then we’ll take the lower half,” said the kites.
The fox laughed at this and said, “I always thought the kites are superior in creation to the crows; as such they must get the upper half of my body, of which my head, with the brain and other delicate things in it, forms a portion.”
“Oh yes, that is right,” said the kites, “we will have the upper part of the fox.”
“Not at all,” said the crows, “we must have it, as already agreed.”
Then a war arose between the two rivals, and a great many fell on both sides, and the remaining few escaped with extreme difficulty. The fox continued there for some days, leisurely feeding on the dead kites and crows, and then left the place hale and hearty.
The weak benefits by the quarrels of the mighty.