A Puch ran through the steppe. He was hungry and was looking for prey. Then he heard a bear and a lion fighting over a dead fawn that was lying nearby. He had caught the calf, so he gave it to me,”

Summoning his courage, the Puch stepped out from the safety of the grass and approached the two beasts. His heart pounded as he raised his voice, addressing the combatants. “Why waste your energy on fighting? We all seek to survive in this unforgiving land. Perhaps we can share this bounty and conserve our strength for other challenges that lie ahead.”

The bear and the lion paused, taken aback by the Puch’s boldness. They exchanged wary glances, their primal instincts conflicting with the logic of his proposal. After a tense moment, the lion spoke first. “You speak wisely, little one. The steppe offers few chances for survival, and unity might be our best chance.”

The bear nodded, his eyes softening with understanding. “Agreed. Let us share this meal, and perhaps we can all benefit from the strength we save today.”