Chapter Four

The Language of a Master Word

During the jungle morning since that day, they both travelled in groups at the crossings in mid valley. From the ravine of the vast waterfall and river, Bagheera climbed on these tree branches a side of each passing through. While Baloo carried the mancub a ride, and went crossing the fallen tree trunk, walk passing as bridge. Mowgli was glad to enjoy the new adventure, as many of those yet to be, as he looks at these remarks.

Lots and lots of ferns, and of course flowers as beauty in Alstroemeria, Clematis, Marigolds as many come and go, willing nilly a wild grassy bit. They walked along in their journey as they lurked deep ventures as surely Mowgli remembered the wondrous sight at a young age. Green chameleon hanged by branch in bug hunting.

As the trio wandered in vast numbers of inheritance of green, as the sunbirds flies at flowers and flowers a between.

"So…… what's today for my teachings," Mowgli gave answers of those who spoke about the lesson.

"We are training you for your own survival little brother," Bagheera said "If you are willing to risking the life and sooner you must used on that wisely,"

Baloo sniffed a little tickling, if he were about to sneeze out.

"Okay then," added Mowgli, as the boy shrugged a little.

"So when is my first time surviving, does anything show me how to do it?"

As the black bear and the panther had some other things to lead the boy often, these tasks are remotely other skills. Probably comes practice instead.

"The importance is now, we are gonna show you the simple options," Baloo explained. "You must be alert of yourself from natural enemies."

The boy's eyebrows went wide, a capable attempt to risk a hard life of survival of the fittest. Mowgli may want to know as he needs aspected to else as which. Animals had a natural sense of smell and feeling with fear, or something else?

But Mowgli does not have any.

And the other things are yet a possibility that can be used, without animal scent.

"Mowgli, you gonna survive for yourself from dangerous things, which can only be options?" added Baloo.

"Tell me how to save myself from the many things of a jungle?" he replied at last.

"There are dangerous animals you are facing, that you'd either have known about a while ago, if there you risk to be alive," The black panther says back up to the boy. "So now, what do you attempt to do with it?"

Mowgli got in gleefully of both pride's smiles above himself.

"Easy, I fight along with it," he said to himself.

They both went annoyed as Baloo's eyes narrowed in a serious gag by a thundering voice, by literally taking the boy's selflessness.

"No!" He shouts at him. "No you don't have the advantage of yourself. I taught you something else: to hunt, to run, to fight, and of course I usually let you scratch yourself near that tree."

Mowgli did remember in the last five years, as the tutor taught him the ways for smaller prey, catching of hare, and going on fishing without his tools.

But he comes and fails on his own.

"But I simply had failed many times, Baloo," Mowgli replies to the big bear. "I always caught it and got to slip away, but the cubs kept on teasing me, because I didn't hunt like a wolf."

Bagheera looks at the boy's side as they've always mettling at the poor Mowgli's face as unhappy to think of nothing less, as a wolf.

"Mowgli……" Bagheera is saddened for herself.

"If they say so true, then I don't hunt like a wolf. I don't have fur…. I don't have claws and fangs…. But I'm not just good enough!?"

Baloo and Bagheera remain of their silence for themselves, for little at takes in sec, as the example for a just. As Baloo tries to say something. "Mowgli…… Maybe is for the best to leave it for a best, and….. well you know don't let get it down to yourself,"

"Yes, Baloo is right about that?" Bagheera added the conclusions. "You mustn't let it get to your skin, you are maybe a wolf. But also yourself a—

"A different wolf, I know." He told them to know their best.

As Mowgli signed for himself and gave in a small breath.

At the start of the boy's training for singles, as he takes off his first step of importance. Mowgli was beginning to hurry for his own life, causing the risk of own life and death, by situation to out these clutches.

"What Bagheera's saying is survival if you are ready to save your own life, and there's an optional thing if you are ready to speak the animals language." Baloo added.

"Animal language?" Mowgli speaks to himself slowly.

"Meaning of which you can only be able to speak of any animals," added Baloo.

But another thing comes throughout Bagheera's previous words in beyond time.

"Expected the other things, whom the ones shouldn't be trusted."

As a kid some other people that thinks, is hard to describe those odds. That some are ways the children mostly not to investigate in becoming involved by no means of responses.

Mowgli instantly gave a raised eyebrow like what are they all saying? He thought to himself.

"But enough now, and I would need to train for what I can use," the panther flinched a little.

"What about to teach me animal language," the boy gave the tutors a notice.

"We'll deal with that later mancub, but you rather take the tasks in your hands, for crying out loud," Bagheera again with words.

"Once you ready Mowgli to learn in a cable of great marvellousness that you achieved in past years." His voice grumbled and calmly as the bear's snotty nose wigged in once.

He did in fact was taught of the ways of surviving in great dangers, in that case in seven years had learnt a way. Bagheera was once stalking Mowgli in behind at tall hidden prey, and merely tried to pay close attention by no attempt, which came too late as he pounced on a boy. But that's just part of gig training. Mowgli taught to survive by climbing on that tree and swinging through vines, at least very fast indeed. As you've learned in Gym class but climbing to the top if that's possible.

Baloo taught Mowgli how to swim like a wolf, expecting from Bagheera which is disliking water to wet, if he was a tiger, might've harmed Mowgli instead of killing him.

So he learning at the same in once or twice, and again as well done for the inspection of skills, he stalking in hid by grass environment by missed the big black cat in hoping seconds of attack him. But it was fun to tackle each other.

By completely outrun him as Mowgli went to jungle vine, meaning of which Bagheera regains the boy's chasing, by getting in hold of jungle boy rising by climbing up. But swing came for the panther misses another by twice.

Mowgli swings through, and through into a swoop of airborne. But the black panther wasn't too unwilling to give it to himself. So he tried a different strategy.

With a boy grown as a fast learner, the reach of arms is outmatched to fly off as the wind blurred from carrying to his own. As the wild black hair flowed majestic at majority, and Mowgli wanted to go upper more as climbed high in the trees. So rushing in the upper more as confirmed likely, as like the boy, he reached on the left branch to pull himself up in an easy way out of the tree-tops.

And he thought it was a good idea to get away as he wanted until Bagheera gave up exhausted, and went on higher by another branch as the feet were so standing. And then; suddenly an open light at the end of the top branch.

Mowgli kept on going to the end, but as he reached up by using his hand to open.

Outside of these tops, his head pops up in a single peep, what's kind of remarkable as Mowgli's brown eyes go wider, and glance in front.

The jungle has multiple things as the gleeful wondrous sightseeing bizarrely looks. He stills standing as glimpse of the blue sky above as white clouds ahead of him, as slowly in shifting morph's. But underneath green leaves started to rustle up in flicks of swarms of flying insects. The butterflies were full in counting thousands and thousands, surrounding at the Mowgli as it flew off in forward.

Mowgli's face was uncovered from both visions and cleared, as he glanced once more.

Finally he returns to enjoying a top tree. But the boy's reaction changed as he replaced the expression with a much more weird look. As Mowgli's very own eyes narrowed in closer, if he had eagle vision to see it more as perfect eyes in blurr focused. He stared on the far miles in look of figures standing tall like great trees had grown a hundred times a year.

But there is also a glistening of shining as the sun beamed onto the kid's face in blind or sighted eyes on aiming a sparkle in the attract. The curiosity flinched in deep closer at, then came without notice by burst.

Bagheera burst on top in front of a boy, as he fell down in the counting down, which startled Mowgli's hairstand and frightened him. Down to a low level as he tries to save his skin, without dying on splash as he screams down, they shout out: "MOWGLI!"

They both gasped in horror and looked up to see the boy lost balance, if Mowgli won't be distracted by returning in training or out run sprinting a big old cat jumpscare in under beneath. He needed to get back in another way to save himself. But the grab in one vine, is the final hope to one last life. Baloo taught him ways of safety risk to stop falling instead. He grabbed in one and held on both hands, and held on, as gripping a brake-side vine a sight as fallen boy slowly fastened tightly before he shuts his own eyes.

And just in time as the boy's stop falling down now. If Mowgli didn't actually grab it, at seconds from gravity, he is a goner.

But Mowgli's quick lessons taught the Baloo technique in social care safely on earth's soil. And it finally paid off, he survived fall by not dying. The jungle vines save his own.

He opens one good eye, and starts to let and touch the ground in one barefoot. And went relieved himself in heavily breathing, his loosely off balance legs to drop down.

Bagheera and Baloo made it to reach, and wanted to see if it was alright without broken bones.

"Are you okay Mowgli!" Baloo yelped with a worried look.

"I'm alright now Baloo, nothing to worry about," he replied in reasoning. "There's nothing in broken bones, or anything about, all thanks if Bagheera startled me in front of me!?"

"That's because you weren't focusing on yourself, simply to get overhead without being distracted in a hard-headed glimpse of dreaming," The panther face went a serious look, and felt more ferocious in getting off balance himself in the incident.

"I was not dreaming of Bagheera," he boasted while facing his mood. "I was standing up on the top of these trees, till I saw glinting light on my eyes like no other trees."

They both had no ideas and no explanation of what the boy said.

"Other trees?" Baloo answers in curiosity.

"Yeah, the other tree's like they are as tall as I seemed to like or no one noticed before," Mowgli corrected him as continues on. "The light shines out for my eyes from the sun. Are these trees part of the jungle?"

Both Baloo and Bagheera looked immediately off their faces, thinking it best to Investigate themselves. But fortunately went like—

"It's properly a trick of a light Mowgli," says Bagheera the panther. "You might have seen things as the sun's water reflection."

"Yeah that's so right,about yah Bagheera." Baloo then shared his comments. "We all might be seeing all across the tropical forests. And yet these trees are the great ones from far away, that's all."

Confusing as Mowgli felt a little bit of what they've all been to the bend as his tutor's was clearly occasionally. If they say something of light flick on him, then he must be seeing things.

"Enough training for a day, you have one lesson for the day." The bear announced the last session.

"Yes— you are about to learn to speak the Master word now Mowgli, and only to master it you seek it wisely by speaking of the animal's language. But you should've taken a more practical approach. If you have a task?"

Mowgli looks at the two of them in a glimpse, as they went to carry on in more learned ways. If he lest in not letting a skip for himself as recklessly as he did before.

"Alright then……"

At the next session is where they stood still in the form of a middle centre by a tree near behind Mowgli. Baloo sat down onto dry soil as they both comfortably. While Bagheera was standing on the tree branch as the jungle vine carried like a hammock in a cradle.

The boy crosses its own legs as they both remain still as the beginning of this class.

"So what's the master word as you speak of," he asked smoothly.

As the bear began seemingly as his furry body shakes in getting along with a scratch in making it twice. But eyes closely shut and breath in thinking as living memory.

Baloo speaks in only murmur whisperer words as approaches the young boy.

"We are of one blood, you and I……"

And that was that, the master words are samples to speak a slogan that makes a professional as successful. Mowgli's eyes were smugg in glee as delighted to try first in steep ol' as tried to recollect.

"That sounds easier, do you really think?" He admitted snotty as ignorant thoughts. "It just couldn't be more easier that, silly old Baloo,"

The boy was mocking him, in the first times ever since time ago that he was testing him for been mischievous self, the Baloo was started to felt hurtful and roared at him as extremely absurd. Baloo would try to hurt as his loses bad temper. But killing the mancub as he reminded the law keeps it.

"You better watch your tone, boy!" He barks at him by glared at those eyes. "The master words, is the only give that'll give you a chance of survival Mowgli, Don't mock me."

Mowgli's face of expression in felt scared from a look of it, shown a terrible inclusion by Bagheera looks stuns in shaming him was a displeasing of a bad child. But that was done now, for now……

"Follow from the top, if you are pleased to carry, try?" He added in a reflex mood.

"W—we—be from—yours as—no……no……no that's not," Mowgli's words of thinking in case a forgetful such word is tricky. And he thought it was easier as dear I say not, that silly little boy his.

"We are— of who one and I and yours, no-no-no-no, is it you and me, or just an eye you said……"

Both in the panther and bear crossing in rolling their eyes themselves in slightly if tries to must ridiculous as such.

"We're bees of won blam—blo—beed—blah! Why can I remember that?" The boy boasted in sly. "Wait a minute, I think I'm get it right this time,"

"No Mowgli……" says Bagheera. "It's because you were distracted only if you weren't listening."

It's so obvious for a young boy to really hit a notch because if the children, like in class,would stay and focus on studying for exams,you would become the best achievement. But in the jungle; as Mowgli would, it catches for a silly hearing.

He won't be a problem at least.

"Now, we do this the same, repeat these words at the same time and again," as the bear grumbles, by twitching his ear and snotting the big nose.

"Again," added Mowgli in conflicts.

"Yes Mowgli, I must teach you these words in the same way, gotta do it repeatedly in which case I need to. The law says teachers need to do it once, twice and again."

How convenient if the wise teacher wanted to achieve this mancub in remarks of best for this pupil.

Mowgli's face turns to himself and thought to say nothing, and looks down at the inconvenience they say.

"Let's try it again, she'll we," Baloo began once more. "Repeat these words boy,"

The boy nodded five times, and was prepared for the words as he spoke in lips.

"We are of one blood, you and I,"

"We…… are of…… One blood…… you and I," boy replied in motion.

Bagheera was glad for little Mowgli was growing much a learner still, still needs to be accomplished.

"Very good now," he says in a purring tone of yellowish. "But add it, and say it this at perfection."

Mowgli goes deeply into his breath heavily, and tries to maintain the course of reaction in skilling.

"We are of, one blood, you and I,"

Again if that is so simple of the nonspecific as the bear was little far fetched to keep him up in times like this. Succeeding is our option to try, over and over again if the students are learning in a good way.

"Do it again, Mowgli. You'll get better and better now," he said with complexity.

But the black panther was busy listening to or overheard a treetops snap, which triggered on a flinched chipped ear, just ahead of him. Confusedly in both words as he couldn't hear it while giggling among them.

The eyes of yellowish went stearning upwards, instead of seemingly thinking to himself as the misheard of rustling in thousands behind these thick green leaves. But the giggle and sniggers suddenly stopped.

The large cat returned to his statuses in such of Baloo's words one last time.

"Say it again boy!" He added at least.

"We are of one blood, you and I!" He declared in roosting a word.

The bear went to express himself.

"Brilliant! You marvellously speak perfect words, so useful as a wolf, and you talk like other animal's."

The boy's had really gotten reddish of both relieved and delighted.

As the black panther comes in and lays down branches, less returns to the earth's soil.

"Now you spoke the words for yourself." Bagheera gave Mowgli confidence and was proud. "But you master yourself in every kind of creature, it is your protection, for you to go hunting with you."

But the black panther only had senses deep down for himself. Mowgli tilted his head in curiosity, somewhat going up to Bagheera's mind.

"Are you alright Bagheera?" he says looking at him.

"Oh it's nothing of that little brother," he throaty tune cleared.

"Right, the task of only speaking a jungle language can be some other ways."

That would only be deeply in self confusion as kind of wonna of the speak of sorts.

"Which of the animals that I can speak of?" he asked in selflessness. "Many of the jungle languages, or any of the animals as I speak to know?"

As Bagheera walks in that betweens side of along big Baloo sideways, if he learns of knowingly the creatures a this jungles as well.

"You know the animals of what you'd just speak, and you must know animal tongues as you do."

Mowgli gives a quick thinking of one simple task, in using a cunning of choosing only other animals to express it.

"Choose one animal, instead of how to speak in these jungles. So I may call every animal to know which is which?" The boy was an experienced idealist.

This may give the opportunity a boy's made had idea to choose wiser.

"Very well little brother," Baloo asked him "Speak to the birds, if you please?"

Mowgli has given to the bird' call by making a tune of anyone by whistling and tweeting, or screeched by the bigger birds. And do the exact repeat words to bird tongue.

"We are of one blood, you and I!" He tweeted of own voice.

That was much a greatly helped if they used the eyes of the sky.

"Now speak for the snakes?" asked Bagheera the same thing.

Again the little boy sat and stood a lay in front of them, showing off his close teeth as he began to hissssssssssss made of noise grow in serpent tongue.

"We are of one blood, you and I," Mowgli hiss.

Baloo and Bagheera were impressed that what Mowgli did was amazing, for he would have complied with risking him. Hmm…… Mowgli has become a bold mancub; He Thought, Now he can be protected from dangerous wild animals, and he can survive himself. But he paused drastically, able to shut his poor eyes for a second.

There are more that could be imagined of his great hazard in the wild.

"Well done Mowgli," says Baloo in great astonishment. "With this Master Word on your side, you can use it for hunting, and protection as you alone."

"Expect your tribe," Bagheera sighed for himself. "You must take care of it, Mowgli. Because of the only things in the parts of the jungle, who are kept obeyed and prosper."

Mowgli sniggered his own, just kept on going in loudly as clearly to glorify likeness.

"Not when I have my tribe on my own," he added proudly. "I shall lead them by swinging the branches of those trees, all day long as we shall galavanting through the jungle and playing with our games."

But it came with a little pause a moment as they got a serious look at the boy's who spoke about games, them?... And who is he evening talking about?

"What are you saying about Mowgli, and why do you ever say these games? And what games do you play?" The black panther eyes gleam in shine by light.

"Yes and we will throw nuts, branches and fruits and all sorts at old Baloo." Mowgli went on. "And they promised me I make they pro—"

This enraged Baloo at Mowgli, as the bear stood on high and let out bellowing of roaring at his face. As he grasped onto his white loincloth sheet, as the eyes glared at him.

"MOWGLI!!!" He thundered. "You've been talking to the monkey people you stupid boy! You've been literally lured by seemingly lawless primates, the seekers of all knowing, the eaters of everything!"

Mowgli was dangling on high up and started in hoping to struggle to break loose.

"Put me down! Put me down!" He shouts by hanging up.

"Not until you tell us, is why would you ever go to them!"

Bagheera walked in pace and stopped here and there, as always as the panther in looking up at the prey animal high.

"Baloo, put him down and let me talked to the boy,"

The big bear started to drop him down without lowering Mowgli, as the boy's tanned skin was rough landing, as he rubbed.

"Look at my eyes and tell us about how you met them?"

The panther's eyes stared at Mowgli, as he recovered in soft landings in sightseeing by looking at the cat's eyes trying to fix him.

"Tell us what the monkeys said to you."

Mowgli eyes wanna to ignore Bagheera's attention in fully processed truest friends in won't harmful words. So he started to breathe in deeply and started remembering things.

"It was four years ago, since in my lessons while Baloo was teaching me about the risk of the jackal is mischief and not to be trusted. I was bored this time. And there's nothing hoping to have fun. But I might have wondered about my mischievous game. I mock him by copying his words."

Bagheera looks at Baloo and glances at what he has made in front of him. And he thought it was funny of whichever not to cackle. Baloo shook back at him.

"And what happens?" Bagheera added.

"Then I was off guard for my finest in until, the fat old Baloo slabbed me. Badly hurt my face, and felt painful!"

"That's because you make a front at your teacher, and it's not funny at all!" The bear boasting

"And then I ran off in deeper parts of a jungle,"

Again Bagheera says another thing.

"Then you, what did you do then?"

"I went deeper and found the river parts, as I cleaned my face with fresh water."

A pause in dramatic moments gave from a black panther in guessing out of luck.

"And that's until you heard of something?" He corrected him.

"Yes, that's right. I remember laughing and giggling from the top of a tall tree, nearby the close branch. 'Hello' I responded to the call. But no-one has replied, but I literally overhear them in laughs. So I return for my reflection. When I heard the call saying; 'Over here, come over here,' I looked at the same tree, and traced at the top of it. And glimpse up by branch and it came off thick leaves by hearing coming from? 'Hello,' I said at once, 'It's there anyone up there?' The voice of more laughing as I wanna have a look up. So I climbed up higher of these branches, which it took me a while for Bagheera taught to climb."

And that's why he was really reminded of things, as he likewise gets credit for hunting wild goat prices.

"But I kept on getting closer and closer to the end. The laughing got louder as I heard another voice; 'You getting closer mancub,' or 'Come nearer to us,' at least it stopped. I stopped on the middle of this branch as I've rested and that's—'"

Both with the bear and the panther looking gap in slightly did gonna occur to him.

"Monkeys came down on the branch in surprisingly,"

Again in such of this because of the cat's good guesses alone and therefore achieved of lacking for young Mowgli was speechless.

"Yes they came down on the above surface in a landing as I first saw these tribes of monkeys with many hairs, and they looked at me. They treated me kindly like that'd I was like them in I'd nothing of my hairless body and no tail." Mowgli continues on, "They say 'You are like us, and being like our blood brother to follow our king as you promised for something,' 'A promise of our?' I was confused and yet who he usually was."

After he finished telling what had happened years ago as such, maybe Bagheera and Baloo would tell Mowgli of urgency.

"Mowgli you made a terrible mistake in making deals with those concerned," Baloo narrowed at once more. "And that is the stupidity that comes with prices."

This moment in hover of bubbling as the hearing of both birds, and the quiet sound in rustling trees as Mowgli neither understood.

"What's wrong with that, I have nothing to do with that?" Mowgli wandered in deeply. "What does all that supposedly mean?"

Bagheera thundered in the voice below, "It means the king's price if you give them what they've seeking or what they want!"

Raised by an eyebrow in shock or misled by the price a king gave.

"They wanted you to teach these things of your tricks, at what they've wanna to learn."

The boy was glad to be helpful.

"That's good right?"

"No it's not you stupid boy, you shouldn't have agreed to their bargains. You taken and then— and then—'

The sad look of the old bear in deepest shame of least regret. And he couldn't not say these. Mowgli went puzzled in seeing them of how guilt self.

"Then what!?" he added.

"Mowgli, what you did, was caused by great error of action in making a deal of a great king," says Bagheera. "And you gave it to them."

"B—but there's nothing wrong with these grey apes, and they are all nice for me, and give me nuts and fruits and I ate the sorts, and they never—never—never hit me."

Bagheera sighed for his own and let calmly to show more.

"There lairs Mowgli, they've always lied for forgivable as wanted when you granted the desire."

"I was kind to them, and didn't do anything wrong," He looked ashamed.

Baloo approached in front of Mowgli's face as deeply sorry for his mistreatment, even if he couldn't warn him of talking to strangers.

"Listen mancub, I teach you about the laws of the jungle and the training of the survivors of the jungle, except the monkey people who lived in these trees." Baloo is smooth and spirited. Which makes the boy regain and wipes his noses off, as the panther friend in circle besides.

"They have no laws to keep it, and they are outcastes, they have no other speeches if they have a leader or not. They say they want to become greater people and wiser than the jungle to remember them."

Mowgli grew in his instant as the young boy experienced a bear carrying big words.

"But the monkey people didn't remember their ways of skills and techniques of each other. They took things and fought themselves in each and they caused trouble by calling to embarrass, and nothing with fear because they're foolish. But we're the jungle and should know better than we are."

Still enough as Mowgli's thoughts grow in thine, and carries in both of what to do? Embarrassment as he fills that way in ungrateful shame causes its own hair scratches up top.

"Now Mowgli you mustn't never ever go and talk with monkey people ever again," He gave in only advice.

Mowgli begins to pity himself on how ungrateful shame is necessary. And how he couldn't be more realised of great risk, and following a deception in deeply depressed and holding tightly of his aching pain.

"I'm sorry— I didn't mean to make this happen." Mowgli shutter.

"What should've had to happen here, because you either use natural instinct," Baloo willry.

"What matters is not if he should've warned him about the monkey people. And I should too, if they come for a mancub."

Then up ahead a screeching great bird hovered from the sky above it, was a great kite as great as eagles ruling from heavens. Bird gave in urgently.

"We should drop Mowgli home now, it's getting late tonight," Bagheera was served correctly. "I mean tonight, we have a meeting at the Council Rock of importance reports."

So they both started to go back to seeonee hill, as Bagheera gave a boy riding away back, as they walked together. As Mowgli started to feel sleepy.

But little didn't they know, as they nevertheless caused at the top of the branch, as they were watched by eyes, and they all giggled once more.