Three years later, 14 year old, illiterate Buruuba had a big growth spurt. He struggled in learning how to write and graffiti in his adoptive family's Yeti gibberish, ferreted around hyperactively and scratched his bruised ears in a cattish manner. At the same time, his Yeti family mourned Ranga's death.

Meanwhile, he breathed intensively until his voice got cracked out and squeaky. He hanged on a vine, brachiated - or swung hand to hand - and Tarzan yelled - or howled - really awkwardly to figure out what's going on in the jungle. He caught fishes and fended off a greedy pack of spotted lions.

Thara was sure that he was undergoing puberty.