one very warm evening in the Seeonee hills in Southern India,Father Wolf woke up from his day's rest.Next to him lay Mother Wolf,with their four cubs 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 and anything,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 Tabuqui.