"I want the half with the head on," said one.

"You cannot have that half. That is mine," said the other. "You take
the tail."

The Wolf heard the Otters and he went up to them.

Seeing the Wolf, the Otters said: "Lord of the gray-grass color, this
fish was caught by both of us together. We cannot agree about dividing
him. Will you divide him for us?"

The Wolf cut off the tail and gave it to one, giving the head to the
other. He took the large middle part for himself, saying to them, "You
can eat the head and the tail without quarreling." And away he ran
with the body of the fish. The Otters stood and looked at each other.
They had nothing to say, but each thought to himself that the Wolf had
run off with the best of the fish.

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The Wolf was pleased and said to himself, as he ran toward home, "Now
I have fresh fish for my mate."

His mate, seeing him coming, came to meet him, saying: "How did you
get fish? You live on land, not in the water."

Then he told her of the quarrel of the Otters. "I took the fish as pay
for settling their quarrel," said he.