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Updated: June 14, 2025
That charge carried both herds out into the plain, goring and stamping and snorting. Mowgli watched his time, and slipped off Rama's neck, laying about right and left with his stick. 'Quick, Akela! Break them up. Scatter them, or they will be fighting one another. Drive them away, Akela. Hai, Rama! Hai! hai! hai! my children. Softly now, softly! It is all over.
I did not know that thou wast anything more than a herdsboy. May I rise up and go away, or will thy servant tear me to pieces?" "Go, and peace go with thee. Only, another time do not meddle with my game. Let him go, Akela." Buldeo hobbled away to the village as fast as he could, looking back over his shoulder in case Mowgli should change into something terrible.
I will hunt alone in the Jungle. I have said it." "After the summer come the Rains, and after the Rains comes the spring. Go back before thou art driven." "Who will drive me?" "Mowgli will drive Mowgli. Go back to thy people. Go to Man." "When Mowgli drives Mowgli I will go," Mowgli answered. "There is no more to say," said Akela. "Little Brother, canst thou raise me to my feet?
But remember when next I come to the Council Rock, as a man should come, it will be with Shere Khan's hide on my head. For the rest, Akela goes free to live as he pleases. Ye will not kill him, because that is not my will. Nor do I think that ye will sit here any longer, lolling out your tongues as though ye were somebodies, instead of dogs whom I drive out thus! Go!"
From that height you could see across the tops of the trees down to the plain below; but what Mowgli looked at was the sides of the ravine, and he saw with a great deal of satisfaction that they ran nearly straight up and down, while the vines and creepers that hung over them would give no foothold to a tiger who wanted to get out. "Let them breathe, Akela," he said, holding up his hand.
He was soothing the buffaloes now by voice, and Akela had dropped far to the rear, only whimpering once or twice to hurry the rear-guard. It was a long, long circle, for they did not wish to get too near the ravine and give Shere Khan warning. At last Mowgli rounded up the bewildered herd at the head of the ravine on a grassy patch that sloped steeply down to the ravine itself.
Shere Khan dare not kill thee in the jungle; but remember, Akela is very old, and soon the day comes when he cannot kill his buck, and then he will be leader no more. Many of the wolves that looked thee over when thou wast brought to the Council first are old too, and the young wolves believe, as Shere Khan has taught them, that a man-cub has no place with the Pack.
Akela never raised his head from his paws, but went on with the monotonous cry: 'Look well! A muffled roar came up from behind the rocks the voice of Shere Khan crying: 'The cub is mine. Give him to me. What have the Free People to do with a man's cub? Akela never even twitched his ears: all he said was: 'Look well, O Wolves!
'Who speaks for this cub? said Akela. 'Among the Free People who speaks? There was no answer, and Mother Wolf got ready for what she knew would be her last fight, if things came to fighting.
They clambered up the Council Rock together, and Mowgli spread the skin out on the flat stone where Akela used to sit, and pegged it down with four slivers of bamboo, and Akela lay down upon it, and called the old call to the Council, "Look look well, O Wolves," exactly as he had called when Mowgli was first brought there.
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