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Mowgli’s brothers
One very evening in the Seeonee hills in Southere India, father Wolf woke up from his day’s rest. Next to him lay Mother Wolf, with their four cups beside her.
‘It’s time to look for food, said Father Wolf, and he stood up to leave the cave.
‘Good Luck’ said a voice. It was the jackal, Tabaqui, who eats everything, even pieces of old clothes from the villages. The wolves of India do not like him, because he runs around making trouble and telling bad stories about them.
‘Shere Khan, the tiger, is coming to look for food here,’ said Tabaqui.
‘He can’ t,’ cried Father Wolf. ‘By the Law of the Jungle he muse tell us first, before he comes hers to hunt.’
‘Shere Khan had a bad leg, so he can kill only cows. In the village near him the people are angry. That is way he is coming hear – to start hunting in a new place. Listen, you can hear him now,’ said Tabaqui.
‘He is astupid animal ,’ said Father Wolf, and he listened to the angry noise of a tiger who had not eaten.
‘No one will find anything to eat in the jungle now.’
‘But Shere Khan is hunting man , not animal ,tonight,’ said Tabaqui.