Then the lion thought the woods must be on fire, so he ran off as fast as he could.
But Lambikin had not gone very far when the vulture flew down for his dinner.
“Drummikin, have you seen Lambikin?” asked the vulture.
“Fallen into the fire, and so will you.
On, little Drummikin, tum, tum, too,”
said Lambikin in a gruff voice from the inside of the drum.
Then the vulture thought that the woods must surely be on fire, so he flew far above the treetops.
The tiger caught his tail and was not able to move.
Lambikin rolled merrily along a little way farther, but soon he met the striped tiger, who was waiting for his dinner.