Mother wolf threw herself down among her cups. “ Shere khan is right,” Father wolf said to her solfly. “ The cup must be shown to the pack will you still keep him? ”
“Keep him?” she gasped. “ He came hungry and alone in the night, and yet he wasn’t afraid. Of course I will keep him. Lie still,Mowgli the Frog. This is the name I will call you.”
“But what will our pack say?” said father wolf. “The law of the jungle says that cubs must be brought to the pack as soon as they are old enough.”