one old,misty dark night, a fox comes into the bush like a tongue of fire. Then the fox said whispered to magpie and magpie whipered back I will not go with you ever dog is my wing and I am dogs eye then the secend time the magpie     said the secend time  no i wiil never come with you then magpiee this is not flying then fox said the third time fox said to magpieand magpie said yes.