The Jungle Book: Mowgli's Story Page #7

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Yo, Shere Khan. Over here.

Greetings, gentlemen.

Tabaqui tells me you're unhappy.

Yeah, we don't like the man-cub.

Come on, he's not a wolf.

Akela has no right

putting him in our hunt.

I couldn't agree with you more.

You know how eager he is

to be a hunter.

Maybe a little push from you guys

could launch him

in the wrong direction.

Mowgli, this is so exciting!

- Shh! Muzzle it, sweetie.

We don't want to spook the deer.

Alright, troops, gather round.

Here's the plan.

We'll split into three groups.

Raksha and I will hide behind

the left of the ridge.

Li'I Raksha and two others

will come from the right.

OK, Pop. I mean, yes, sir.

Mowgli, you and some brother wolves

will come up this hill

to cut off their escape. Understood?

Yes, sir.

Me and my two pals

volunteer to run with Mowgli.

Yeah. Like Biranyi said,

it would be an honor.

Totally.

- Good. Wait for my signal.

Move them out.

This way, buddy.

Get ready to eat my dust.

Half the legs, half the speed.

You're just jealous.

I can outrun you and you know it.

Maybe in your dreams, man-cub.

You're afraid. I knew it.

Afraid? Tie two legs behind my back

and I'd still beat you, paws down.

Yeah? Want to see who's faster?

I bet I can get to the deer

before you.

You're on. The loser has to eat last,

even after Chil.

On your mark, get set.

Go.

A hunter!

- Run for your life!

After them. Now!

- We'll never catch them.

What was the boy thinking?

- He wasn't.

Gotcha.

Keep going!

- Head for the trees, we'll be safe.

Alright. Hold up. Save your strength.

We'll never catch them now.

Nice going, man-cub.

Man-cub, we're curious.

Does Mowgli mean Little Frog?

- Or Big Goat?

Mowgli?

Son, what happened back there?

What else? He panicked.

Shere Khan was right.

He doesn't belong with wolves.

Nonsense! Mowgli's family.

Maybe your family, but not ours.

Thanks to him, we're going hungry.

We need a new leader.

One who's got a son

with four legs, fangs, some fur.

And a brain.

- Let's go, I'm hungry.

Let's scare up some food.

- Before Mowgli scares it away.

I'm sorry. But it wasn't my fault.

Those guys...

You took the hunter's oath.

You should wait for my signal.

But you should have heard them.

They're always on my case

about how I'm not a wolf.

You're our son, Mowgli.

- You know that.

Sometimes, I don't know

what to think, or where I belong.

Maybe I need to go away

before I cause any more trouble.

Don't be foolish.

- You're all better off without me.

Son, wait!

- Mowgli, wait, please. Don't go.

It hurt to leave, but I had to go.

I blew it.

It was my dad's idea

to make me a hunter,

so my mistake was his mistake.

Delicious! Being a traitor pays off.

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