“Mikko! Mikko!” the Wolf called. “Aren’t you going to help me burn the brush?”
“You set it a-fire,” the Fox called back, “and I’ll stay here to guard against any flying sparks. We don’t want to burn down the whole forest!”
So the Wolf burned up all the brush while the Fox took a pleasant nap.
Then when he was ready to plant the seed in the rich wood ashes, the Wolf again called out to the Fox to come help him.
“You do the planting, Pekka,” the Fox called back, “and I’ll stay here and frighten off the birds. If I don’t they’ll come and pick up every seed you plant.”
So Mikko, the rascal, took another nap while the poor Wolf planted the field he had already cleared and burned.