There was a god. He lived at the top of a hill, surrounded by green grass and fresh bubbling water. He had lived there for a thousand years. From his house, at the top of the hill, the god could see the world below, the animals and the humans living in harmony. The god was lonely.

At the foot of the hill lived the animals and the men. They lived happily together, and respected one another. Amongst them lived the cat. The cat would often look up the hill and see the god. One day, wondering if the god living there was lonely, the cat went up the mountain and met the god.

They talked the whole evening, and the next day, happy in each other's company. Finally, the god asked the cat if there were other animals like him down in the valley and the cat agreed. The god decided to send many invitations to the world under in hope others would come and they would have a feast.

Finally, the day of the feast, the cat went down the mountain and went to greet the other animals. Twelve had come. Amongst them were the rat, the ox, the dog, the dragon, the snake, the horse, the rabbit, the sheep, the tiger, the boar, the monkey and the rooster. They all greeted warmly and the cat led the way up the mountain. As they were about half way, they encountered the wolf. The wolf asked them where they were going and they replied. He then asked if he could join them and they told him he would have to ask the god. The wolf went with them and soon, the fourteen animals reached the top of the hill and the god was waiting for them there. All animals presented themselves, and he accepted them, invitation or not. The feast started.

The animals never left the god. They loved each other too much, and they became great friends. The feast carried on for years. However, came a time when all things have to perish, and the first to die was the cat. He had been ill for days now, and during his last feast, the god gave him sake to drink. The cat licked the beverage, and so did all the other animals. Then, the god told them the sake had been a promise between them never to leave one another. He told them that their descendants would be all linked to one another and they would never leave him. The cat then spoke words none but the wolf accepted. "I would rather I had not drank the sake, for I do not want my descendants to be bound. I would rather die with your love than my lineage be blessed with it." Incomprehension flowed through the twelve other animals and the god, and they brushed his words away as delirium. However, the wolf had understood what the cat had meant to say, and he stood by his friend until he died. He then went to the god and asked for the cat's wish to be accomplished. The god banished the wolf for his traitorous words and cursed him.

The wolf went away, banished from the feast of the god and was the last animal to die. He was left the only guardian of the cat's words and he kept them. Even now, the words are given from one wolf to another, and thus until they are restored and accepted by the twelve.