The lion-king had grown old and sick, never coming out of his cave.
All the animals came to pay their respects, except the fox.
"The fox shows you no respect!" said the wolf.
The fox arrived at that very moment and heard what the wolf said.
She then addressed the king. "While the others bring only condolences, I bring news of a cure for what ails you!"
"What is that?" asked the lion eagerly.
"You need to flay a living wolf and wrap his still warm skin around you."
So the lion killed the wolf, just as the fox recommended.
Inspired by: Mille Fabulae et Una, a collection of Latin fables that I've edited, free to read online. I am not translating the Latin here; instead, I am just telling a 100-word version of the fable.
Notes: This is fable 23 in the book, which is Perry 258. I like the way this illustration shows the wolf and fox as quarreling courtiers: