Long ago, when Frith made the world, all the animals where the same. They lived together, sharing the sweet grass of the hills. El-ahrairah was the father of all the rabbits. Soon, his children covered the whole world, eating so much, that there was none for the other animals.
"El-ahrairah! You must control your people. There are too many!"
"That is because you made them the best in the world, Lord Frith. I can't control them!"
"Then, I will do it, El-ahrairah!"
Frith summon the animals to his suncave to brought them a gift, making each one different from the other. To the fox and the weasel, he gave claws and teeth; and the desire to hunt and kill El-ahrairah's people. When El-ahrairah heard about this, he knew, Frith was angry with him and his people. He feard what Frith might do next. He dug a hole, but he dug only a little of it, when Frith came over the hill, alone.
"El-ahrairah! Come out and I'll give you your blessing."
"I can't! The fox and the weasel are after me."
As he spoke, El-ahrairah's tail glew shining white and flashed like a star. His back legs grew long and powerful and he tore across the hill, faster than any creature in the world.
"El-ahrairah, your people cannot rule the world for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince With a Thousand Enemies. And whenever they catch you, they will kill you! But first, they must catch you. Digger, listener, runner. Prince with a swift warning, be cunning and full of tricks, and your people shall never be destroyed!"