Once a wolf-cub-born-blind was taught by his kind the chase of the pack. All assumed he could see as they as clumsily he strove to catch the prey not knowing even himself inside what was absent through his eyes. The leader lamented his lack of kill and angrily howled at him until the valley filled with the young cub’s tears, not understanding what had brought such sneers. Then one night the wolf-cub-born-blind heard a lion approaching behind, steps far distant as the others slept. He quickly dried the tears he’d wept and howled a warning to wake the pack. He save them all by what they lacked.