Once a stag felt thirsty and went to a stream of water. As he was drinking water, he saw his reflection in the clear stream. First he looked at his horns. They were beautiful and strong, and they glittered under the strong sun. He was captivated by their beauty. He forgot his thirst and stood there admiring them.
Then his eyes wandered to his legs. They appeared thin, weak and shaky. “What a pair of ugly legs I have!” he thought.
He was absorbed in these thoughts, when he heard the barking of hounds right at his heels. With a start, he sprang up and ran for his life. Soon he was at a safe distance, and he hid himself in a bush.
But the hounds had not lost his scent. They followed him and reached the bush. The stag jumped up but fell back. His antlers had been caught in the bush. He struggled very hard but to no avail. He cursed his horns, but that did not help. With a cry of triumph the hounds fell upon him and tore him to pieces.