Burele — The wolf river
Once a Bashkort forefather who knew he was going to die put out guard by the gate and said to them, "Whoever comes to the gate, kill them and bury them there".
Soon a small boy came up to the gate. He was the grandson of the aforesaid forefather of ours. The guard took pity on the boy and did not kill him. Instead he killed a dog and buried it by the gate, and told the forefather about it, to which the latter said, gathering his last strength: "If you had killed the child and buried him by the gate, there would have remained something of me after my death. But you have killed and buried a dog instead and so you will have to leave the place after I die and find another one to live in. When you start digging a grave, a kort (wolf) will get out of it, and he will go away, and you will follow in his steps. And where he stops and disappears, you will stop, too, and settle down to live." And with these words he died. And it all happened as he had told them it would. And they started digging a grave, and a wolf came out, and the people followed him, and by a nameless river he stopped and disappeared. And by that very place the Bashkorts settled down to live, and they called the river the Burele River, the Wolf River.
