Here’s a jataka type of story from the Bhikkhu Khandaka section of the Vinaya. Ajahn Brahmali’s translation of the full story can be found at https://suttacentral.net/pli-tv-kd16/en/brahmali
The background to the story:
When the Buddha had stayed at Vesālī for as long as he liked, he set out wandering toward Sāvatthī. On that occasion the monks who were the pupils of the monks from the group of six went ahead of the Sangha headed by the Buddha and took possession of dwellings and beds, thinking, “This will be for our preceptors and teachers, and also for ourselves.”
For those who haven’t heard about them, the “group of six monks” was a group of monks who continually misbehaved and caused many of the rules to be laid down. There was also a “group of six nuns” which behaved in a similar way and caused many of the rules for nuns to be laid down. 
Venerable Sāriputta followed behind the Sangha. Being unable to get a bed—the dwellings and beds having all been taken—he sat down at the foot of a tree. After getting up early in the morning, the Buddha cleared his throat. Sāriputta, too, cleared his throat. “Who is there?”
“It’s me, Venerable Sir, Sāriputta.”
“Why are you sitting here?”
Sāriputta told the Buddha what had happened. Soon afterwards the Buddha had the Sangha gathered and questioned the monks: …
The Buddha criticized the behaviour of the pupils of the group of six monks and tells a story to the monks …
… “Once upon a time, monks, there was a great banyan tree on the slope of the Himalayas. Three friends lived near it: a partridge, a monkey, and an elephant. They were disrespectful, undeferential, and rude toward one another. They thought, ‘If only we knew which one of us was the oldest. We would honour, respect, and esteem him, and we would wait for his instructions.’
The partridge and the monkey then asked the elephant, ‘What’s your first memory?’
‘When I was a young, I stepped over this banyan tree, keeping it between my thighs, and the top shoots touched my belly. That’s my first memory.’
The partridge and the elephant asked the monkey, ‘What’s your first memory?’
‘When I was a young, I sat on the ground and ate the top shoots of the banyan tree. That’s my first memory.’
The monkey and the elephant asked the partridge, ‘What’s your first memory?’
‘In such and such a spot there was a great banyan tree. I ate one of its fruits and defecated here. This banyan tree has grown from that. Well then, I must be the oldest one.’
The monkey and the elephant said to the partridge, ‘You’re the oldest of us. We will honour, respect, and esteem you, and we’ll wait for your instructions.’
The Buddha then laid down the rule:
“You should do these things according to seniority: bowing down, standing up, raising your joined palms, doing acts of respect, giving the best seat, giving the best water, and giving the best almsfood." …