Bagheera: His name is Mowgli, and I’m taking him back to the man village.
Baloo: Man village? They’ll ruin him. They’ll make a man out of him.
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Shang: I’ll make a man out of you!
Then something began to hurt Mowgli inside him, as he had never been hurt in his life before, and he caught his breath and sobbed, and the tears ran down his face.
“What is it? What is it?” he said. “I do not wish to leave the jungle, and I do not know what this is. Am I dying, Bagheera?”
“No, Little Brother. That is only tears such as men use,” said Bagheera. “Now I know thou art a man, and a man’s cub no longer. The jungle is shut indeed to thee henceforward. Let them fall, Mowgli. They are only tears.” So Mowgli sat and cried as though his heart would break; and he had never cried in all his life before.
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| — | Mowgli’s Brothers by Rudyard Kipling (via everything-is-connected) |
I’m a lot tougher than some people think!: tough-tiger-cub started following you
Mowgli didn’t bother trying to hide a giggle as the tiger cub barred his teeth. “Well, you are a cub, aren’t you? Unless you’re just a very small tiger!” he hugged his sides, trying to stop laughing. The tiger’s name made his stop immediately; “Shere Khan? You don’t look like the Shere Khan I know…” he shrugged, figuring that it must be a common name for tigers. “And what do you mean your jungle? You don’t own it!”
“You are trying my patience, man cub.” Khan growled and took a few more steps towards the human before circling him. “There are no other Shere Khan’s I am the only one in this jungle, believe me man cub when I am bigger I will kill every last human in the man village~” He was speaking out of anger and spite because of his late parents, he didn’t even bother to think of the danger.
“Yes, it is MY jungle…I protector the animals from man and therefore I am king of the jungle.” Nevermind what Louie said he was the true king after all he was higher on the food chain, that monkey was deranged anyway. Including Baloo, that bear cub was far to relaxed for his own good and it would lead to his demise one day that was for sure. “Besides your in my territory, man cub.”
Mowgli took a cautious step backwards, his eyes following the tiger’s every move. It wasn’t that he was afraid - he wasn’t afraid of anything! - but it couldn’t hurt to be…careful, right? The cub certainly did sound like a tiger he knew…
“What’s wrong with humans?” he asked, slightly offended. He may have since decided to be a bear like Baloo, but technically he was still a man’s cub! “I mean, I don’t really like them either, but I don’t want to kill them!”
The man-cub rolled his eyes, “Oh, I don’t think you’re the king of anything! Kings have to be grown ups, right?” he laughed, “You don’t look like you could fight a man if you tried!”
tough-tiger-cub started following you
The feral child peeked through the bushes to get a look at the creature. “Oh, it’s just a tiger cub,” Mowgli laughed, standing up and approaching the tiger, feeling foolish for being cautious before, “My name’s Mowgli. Who are you?”
“Just a tiger cub, who do think you are talking to man cub!?”Khan snapped and barred his teeth at the child, he tried to look somewhat intimdating but that only worked around smaller animals. ”Mowgli,” the name rolled off his tounge before he flexed his claws, man cub or not he was still apart of their speices. “You may call me Shere Khan.” He growled and advanced on the boy, he shouldn’t of been here anyway - the jungle was his territory especially this part. “What are you doing in my jungle? Do you have a death wish, man cub?”
Mowgli didn’t bother trying to hide a giggle as the tiger cub barred his teeth. “Well, you are a cub, aren’t you? Unless you’re just a very small tiger!” he hugged his sides, trying to stop laughing. The tiger’s name made his stop immediately; “Shere Khan? You don’t look like the Shere Khan I know…” he shrugged, figuring that it must be a common name for tigers. “And what do you mean your jungle? You don’t own it!”
