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Updated: May 3, 2025
"I am hungry," said Kaa. "Besides, they called me speckled frog." "Worm earth-worm, and yellow to boot." "All one. Let us go on," and Kaa seemed to pour himself along the ground, finding the shortest road with his steady eyes, and keeping to it. In the Cold Lairs the Monkey-People were not thinking of Mowgli's friends at all.
That afternoon Mowgli was sitting in the circle of Kaa's great coils, fingering the flaked and broken old skin that lay all looped and twisted among the rocks just as Kaa had left it. Kaa had very courteously packed himself under Mowgli's broad, bare shoulders, so that the boy was really resting in a living arm-chair.
The wolves are my people, and Kaa here is my brother. Father of Cobras, who art thou?" "I am the Warden of the King's Treasure. Kurrun Raja builded the stone above me, in the days when my skin was dark, that I might teach death to those who came to steal. Then they let down the treasure through the stone, and I heard the song of the Brahmins my masters." "Umm!" said Mowgli to himself.
"The city the great city of the forest whose gates are guarded by the King's towers can never pass. They builded it before my father's father came from the egg, and it shall endure when my son's sons are as white as I! Salomdhi, son of Chandrabija, son of Viyeja, son of Yegasuri, made it in the days of Bappa Rawal. Whose cattle are YE?" "It is a lost trail," said Mowgli, turning to Kaa.
I give them their own path. They carry death in the fore-tooth, and that is not good for they are so small. But what hood is this thou hast spoken with?" Kaa rolled slowly in the water like a steamer in a beam sea. "Three or four moons since," said he, "I hunted in Cold Lairs, which place thou hast not forgotten.
"Beat with thy club on a hollow tree While I chant the song of Kaa for thee: I lived in a cave, alone, at first, Till into a neighbouring valley I burst Wild and bearded and seeking prey, And I came on Naa, and bore her away ... Away to my hole in the crest of the hill, Where I broke her body to my fierce will....
Thou wilt stay here, Kaa, till I come again with my dholes?" "Ay, but what if they kill thee in the Jungle, or the Little People kill thee before thou canst leap down to the river?" "When to-morrow comes we will kill for to-morrow," said Mowgli, quoting a Jungle saying; and again, "When I am dead it is time to sing the Death Song. Good hunting, Kaa!"
"Even to the scales of the eyes it is perfect," said Mowgli, under his breath, playing with the old skin. "Strange to see the covering of one's own head at one's own feet!" "Ay, but I lack feet," said Kaa; "and since this is the custom of all my people, I do not find it strange. Does thy skin never feel old and harsh?"
What Kaa did not know about the Middle Jungle, as they call it, the life that runs close to the earth or under it, the boulder, burrow, and the tree-bole life, might have been written upon the smallest of his scales.
Baloo went down to the tank for a drink and Bagheera began to put his fur in order, as Kaa glided out into the center of the terrace and brought his jaws together with a ringing snap that drew all the monkeys' eyes upon him. "The moon sets," he said. "Is there yet light enough to see?" From the walls came a moan like the wind in the tree-tops "We see, O Kaa." "Good.
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