It was a quiet day along the Red River. The sun shined down on the clay-colored water and evergreen trees that stretched for miles.
A Longhorn was trudging down the coast of the river, his dusty orange fur bouncing up and down as it trotted along. He had been looking for food for hours, but all the bugs and animals were hiding in trees and bushes to avoid the sun bearing down on them. All of a sudden, on the other side of the coast, he heard some bushes moving.
Out of the shrubbery came out a Man on top of a Horse. The Man looked quite normal and dressed the part as well.
"Finally, some fresh meat!" the Longhorn thought. "The coastline ends on both sides, and they'll have no choice but to cross! This guy doesn't stand a chance."
"Hey!" he shouted. For the first time, he caught a glimpse of the man. Behind his clean-shaven look, the Longhorn saw a glimpse of confidence in his eyes. But that didn't matter now.
"You're in my territory now," said the Longhorn. "I'm guessing you're trying to cross?"
"Don't worry," said the Man. "We'll be out of your way in a second."
Suddenly, the Horse darted to the right. The Longhorn tried to trap him, but the Horse was simply too fast to stop. The Man and the Horse easily made their way past the Longhorn, and there was no way he would catch up to them. He looked sadly as they trotted off into the horizon.
Another day passed, and the Longhorn grew hungrier with every minute. Suddenly, he saw the Man and the Horse heading back towards him. He knew what to do this time, and he was ready for any sudden moves.
"You really have the nerve to come back here after yesterday?" he said. "There's no way I'm letting you past me this time."
The Man chuckled, as if he already knew what would happen.
"We'll see about that."
The Horse jumped to the right, but this time the Longhorn was prepared. He ran over and tried driving his sharp horns in the horse's side. But when the Longhorn bumped into the Horse, he bounced off and kept going. The Longhorn was rattled and watched as the Man and the Horse went back the way they came.
Story source:
South African Folk-Tales by James Honey (1910).
Author's Note
I based my story off of "The Lion, The Jackal, and The Man". However, with OU's win over Texas last weekend, I wanted to have a little fun with this story and base it off the Sooners' big win. I changed the characters and the story, but I wanted to keep the part where the antagonist loses in the end because of his arrogance. I also kept the capitalization of the characters because I think that's a good way of giving these animals a more human personality.