Back in the days before the hanging garden grew, the weasel and badger looked a lot more alike than they do now. The badger's face was almost all white. They were kin; that's why when the weasel wanted to marry the Divine Priestess, who was the daughter of the King of the Smoking Hills and the Queen of the Night; he went to the badger for advice.
And the badger helped him. "Bring her treasures from under the earth," the badger told the weasel. "I'll dig some up for you." The badger tunneled into the earth, and brought up gems and precious metals. "I ask in return that the Priestess give me her blessing."
The Priestess was pleased by what the weasel brought before her, and consented to marry the weasel. But the weasel didn't feel a need to rush to repay his kin. "Let's go see the world for our honeymoon!" So they rushed away.
"Give me what you owe me," cried the badger as he pursued them.