The Honeyguide Who Waited for a Partner
A small brown honeyguide named Tavi lived in a grassy valley dotted with acacia trees, and she had a rare talent. Better than any other bird, she could find the wild bees' nests hidden in tree hollows, and she knew precisely where the sweetest honey was kept.
There was one considerable difficulty, though. Tavi loved the waxy honeycomb, but she could not break into a hive by herself, because the bees were many, the bark was thick, and her beak was tiny.
For a long while she attempted to manage alone. She pecked at the bark until her beak ached, and the bees swarmed around her and sent her tumbling into the grass. She muttered that it was unfair that she should find the hive while somebody else ought to do the hard part.
A honey badger named Brisk happened to be wandering nearby. He was strong and thick-skinned, but he was rather clumsy at locating hives. He did not see Tavi at first. Then she began to chatter loudly from a branch, and she fluttered a little way ahead, waited, and fluttered ahead again.
Brisk understood. He followed her chattering path for a long way until they reached a gnarled old tree. With his sharp claws, he tore open the hollow and enjoyed the honey, and he left behind a generous share of the comb on the ground.
Tavi ate until she was full. She had finally learned that her skill was only half of the answer, and that a partner with different strengths could finish the job.