Once there lived a hunter. He had a habit of boasting. He often told everyone how he had fought a lion bare-handed. He also boasted that all the animals used to get scared at the sight of him. One day, the hunter was passing through a forest. A woodcutter was busy cutting trees there. The boastful hunter went near him and said, “Hello friend! Can you tell me if you have seen some footprints of the lion nearby? It has been months since I killed any.” The woodcutter was aware of the boasting habit of the hunter. So, he said, “Yes, a lion is in a nearby den. Shall I take you there?” Hearing these words, the hunter got scared and said, “No… No… I only wanted to see the footprints.” Saying so, he ran away.
