Ocelot

It is a dweller of the forests, of crags, of water; noble, princely, it is said. It is the lord, the ruler of the animals. It is cautious, wise, proud. It is not a scavenger. It is one which detests, which is nauseated by [dirty things]. It is noble, proud. It is long: long bodied, straight, round like a pillar; squat, not tall; thick, corpulent; hard-fleshed, very hard-fleshed; long-tailed; of gopher-like paws, very thick; wide-padded—of very wide pads; thick, fat of neck; of pot-like head, very pot-headed, great-headed; of droplet-shaped ears; of thick, stubby, spongy, soft muzzle with a fatty, oily nose; of wide face with eyes like live coals; toothy, with small, pointed front teeth, with molars like pestles; wide-mouthed, open-mouthed; clawed, with sharp, curved claws, with dewclaws. It is varicolored, quite varicolored, spotted with black, blotched with black; white-chested, smooth, sleek. Like ocelots, it becomes varicolored; it is variously colored, variously marked; it becomes varicolored, it is variously colored, like an ocelot. Claws emerge. They grasp, they clutch. Teeth, molars, canines emerge. It bares its teeth, gnaws, bites, tears. It growls, snarls, howls, roars like the blowing of trumpets. [The white ocelot] is said to be the leader of the ocelots. It is white, very white. Some are only whitish, varicolored, painted—blotched with black, spotted. [The ruddy ocelot] is reddish, ruddy, blotched with chili-red, blotched as with rubber. It is varicolored, variously hued, ruddy. [The ocelot] goes about eating the small animals, the deer, the rabbit, etc. And it is very reserved; no eater of offal; very well kept. It bathes, washes, cleans itself; it washes its face by licking, with its saliva. It prepares itself; it cares for itself. And by night it watches; it seeks out what it hunts, what it eats. Very good, clear is its vision. In truth, it sees very well; it can see far. Even if it is very dark, even if it is misty, it sees. When it sees one, when it meets, when it comes upon a huntsman, a hunter, it does not run, it does not flee. It just settles down to face him. It places itself well; it hides itself not at all, this ocelot. Then it begins to hiss, so that by its breath it may make faint, may terrify the hunter. And then the hunter begins to shoot arrows at it. The first reed, the arrow, which he shoots, the ocelot just catches with its paws; it shatters it with its teeth. It seats itself upon it growling, snarling, rumbling in its throat. When [the hunter] shoots more, it is just the same; howsoever many he shoots at it, to all [the ocelot] does the same. And the hunters have their reckoning (as well as their custom) that they shoot only four times. If he shoots four [arrows], the hunter is [as good as] dead. Thereupon the ocelot prepares itself; it stretches, it yawns, it stirs, it shakes itself; it cleans itself, it licks itself. Then indeed it crouches, springs, flies through the air. Whether the hunter stands ten spans—even fifteen spans—away, there it goes to seize him. Only once does it leap—fly—swish—bristling, its hair ruffled. There dies the hunter; there he is eaten. But the skilled hunter, when he shoots the first arrow, if [the ocelot] seizes it with its paws, then takes an oak leaf [or] the petal of a tree flower. At the tip of the arrow he places it; with its tip he pierces it. Then he shoots it. The reed with the leaf goes fluttering; like a locust it goes perhaps half way, perhaps by [the ocelot]. When it flies, when the oak leaf falls, [the ocelot] is thus distracted. Thus the hunter succeeds in shooting it with an arrow; thus he can reach it. When the ocelot is shot, it leaps up. And when it comes to fall on the ground, it sits up like a man; it sits up; it sits upright. It sits up as it first was. It fixes its eyes upwards; It does not close them as it dies. It just remains looking; it seems to be alive. Wherever the ocelot eats, first it hisses at one in order to terrify one—to make him swoon away. And its flesh burns like pepper. The conjurers went about carrying its hide—the hide of its forehead and of its chest, and its tail, its nose, and its claws, and its heart, and its fangs, and its snout. It is said that they went about their tasks with them—that with them they did daring deeds, that because of them they were feared; that with them they were daring. Truly they went about restored. The names of these are conjurers, guardians of tradition, debasers of people.

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