When the elephants left in the evening, the hares that had run away started returning. They assembled in sorrow, "Oh dear! Because of scarcity of water everywhere else, the elephants will come here every day. We must think of something, or more of us will get trampled tomorrow. What can we do against the mighty elephants? We must leave this place to survive." 
 
One of the hares disagreed, "Friends! This is our ancestral home. If we can frighten the elephants off, they will not return. I can think of a way to frighten them away. We may be only small hares, but we are capable of executing my plan." 
 
As planned, a hare sat on a hillock which was on the path of the elephants. After a while the king of the elephants came with the rest of his herd. The hare shouted, "You wicked elephant! I prohibit you to enter the lake. This lake belongs to the Moon-God. Go back at once!" 
 
The king of the elephants was taken aback. But he would not dare to enrage any God either. He asked what message the hare had for him.