Also I don't I think that you will sit here any longer, with your tongues hanging out as though you were important creatures, instead of dogs that I chase away - like this! Go!" The fire was burning furiously at the end of the branch, and Mowgli struck right and left at the wolves, and they ran howling with the sparks burning their fur. In the end there were only Akela and Bagheera. There were also perhaps ten wolves that had supported Mowgli. Something began to hurt inside Mowgli . It felt different from how he had ever been hurt before in his life. He found it hard to breathe. He sobbed, and the tears ran down his face.

"What is it? What is it?" he said. "I do not want to leave the jungle, and I do not know what this is. Am I dying, Bagheera?"

"No, Little Brother. You are crying, which is what men do," said Bagheera. "Now I know you are a man, and a man's cub no longer. The jungle is shut for you from now on. So cry, Mowgli. They are only tears." Mowgli sat and cried as though his heart would break; and he had never cried in all his life before.

"Now," he said, "I will go to men. But first I must say goodbye to my mother." And he went to the cave where she lived with Father Wolf, and he cried with her, while the four cubs howled miserably".

"You will not forget me?" said Mowgli.