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hen the horse sprang up and dragged the lion away behind him. The lion in his rage roared so that all the birds in the forest were terrified and flew away. But the horse let him roar and never stopped till he stood before his master's door.
(10) When the master saw him he was delighted and said to him: "You shall stay with me and have a good time as long as you live."
(11) And he fed him well till he died.
"The Fox and the Horse"—Public Domain
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Beginning after paragraph 9, write an alternate ending to the folktale using details about the characters and events from the passage. You may choose to use dialogue in your new ending.
(10) When the master saw him he was delighted and said to him: "You shall stay with me and have a good time as long as you live."
(11) And he fed him well till he died.
"The Fox and the Horse"—Public Domain
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Beginning after paragraph 9, write an alternate ending to the folktale using details about the characters and events from the passage. You may choose to use dialogue in your new ending.
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GPT-4o mini
As the horse stood before his master’s door, the lion's furious roar echoed in the air where the birds once fluttered. Finally regaining his composure, the lion, now left breathless, approached the horse with a glint of cunning in his eyes.
"You may have brought me here, but do you think your master will be pleased with you after this?" the lion taunted, his voice low and threatening.
The horse flicked his ears back in annoyance but remained resolute. “What I did was to protect my freedom from your grasp. You may roar, but the bond I have with my master is stronger than your threats.”
Just then, the master stepped outside, his face lighting up at the sight of his beloved horse. “What’s this commotion?” he asked, spotting the lion who now glared back at him with fiery eyes.
“Master, this lion was chasing me, but I managed to outsmart him,” the horse said proudly, puffing his chest.
The master chuckled, a hint of disbelief in his voice. “You were chased by a lion? My brave horse, how did you manage that?”
“I used my speed and wits,” the horse responded with a flick of his tail. “But it was only a matter of time before he caught up, so I brought him here to confront you.”
The lion growled softly, realizing he was outmatched in this peculiar game of wits. “Don’t think this is over, horse. I can’t be tamed by your human.”
The master stepped forward with a stern expression, “This is my land. You are unwelcome here, lion. I suggest you find your way back to the wild before I call upon the villagers.”
The lion's eyes narrowed, and he knew he would not win this contest without help. “You haven’t seen the last of me,” he hissed as he backed away slowly, plotting his next move.
As the lion retreated, the master embraced the horse, patting him affectionately. “You’ve shown great bravery today. From now on, you shall always stay by my side, and I will ensure you have nothing to fear.”
Days turned into months, and the horse lived contentedly with his master. He wondered if the lion had learned a lesson about pride, while the lion skulked through the shadows of the forest, plotting his return but knowing well enough that the friendship between the horse and the master was unbreakable.
And so, the horse thrived, surrounded by laughter and companionship, every day more grateful for his freedom and the bond that shielded him from the dangers lurking outside.
"You may have brought me here, but do you think your master will be pleased with you after this?" the lion taunted, his voice low and threatening.
The horse flicked his ears back in annoyance but remained resolute. “What I did was to protect my freedom from your grasp. You may roar, but the bond I have with my master is stronger than your threats.”
Just then, the master stepped outside, his face lighting up at the sight of his beloved horse. “What’s this commotion?” he asked, spotting the lion who now glared back at him with fiery eyes.
“Master, this lion was chasing me, but I managed to outsmart him,” the horse said proudly, puffing his chest.
The master chuckled, a hint of disbelief in his voice. “You were chased by a lion? My brave horse, how did you manage that?”
“I used my speed and wits,” the horse responded with a flick of his tail. “But it was only a matter of time before he caught up, so I brought him here to confront you.”
The lion growled softly, realizing he was outmatched in this peculiar game of wits. “Don’t think this is over, horse. I can’t be tamed by your human.”
The master stepped forward with a stern expression, “This is my land. You are unwelcome here, lion. I suggest you find your way back to the wild before I call upon the villagers.”
The lion's eyes narrowed, and he knew he would not win this contest without help. “You haven’t seen the last of me,” he hissed as he backed away slowly, plotting his next move.
As the lion retreated, the master embraced the horse, patting him affectionately. “You’ve shown great bravery today. From now on, you shall always stay by my side, and I will ensure you have nothing to fear.”
Days turned into months, and the horse lived contentedly with his master. He wondered if the lion had learned a lesson about pride, while the lion skulked through the shadows of the forest, plotting his return but knowing well enough that the friendship between the horse and the master was unbreakable.
And so, the horse thrived, surrounded by laughter and companionship, every day more grateful for his freedom and the bond that shielded him from the dangers lurking outside.