He looked older , for hard exercise , the best of good eating , and baths whenever he felt in the least hot or dusty , had given him strength and growth far beyond his age . He could swing by one hand from a top branch for half an hour at a time , when he had occasion to look along the tree-roads . He could stop a young buck in mid-gallop and throw him sideways by the head . He could even jerk over the big , blue wild boars that lived in the Marshes of the North . The Jungle People who used to fear him for his wits feared him now for his strength , and when he moved quietly on his own affairs the mere whisper of his coming cleared the wood-paths . And yet the look in his eyes was always gentle . Even when he fought , his eyes never blazed as Bagheera 's did . They only grew more and more interested and excited ; and that was one of the things that Bagheera himself did not understand . He asked Mowgli about it , and the boy laughed and said . `` When I miss the kill I am angry . When I must go empty for two days I am very angry . Do not my eyes talk then ? '' `` The mouth is hungry , '' said Bagheera , `` but the eyes say nothing . Hunting , eating , or swimming , it is all one -- like a stone in wet or dry weather . '' Mowgli looked at him lazily from under his long eyelashes , and , as usual , the panther 's head dropped . Bagheera knew his master . They were lying out far up the side of a hill overlooking the Waingunga , and the morning mists hung below them in bands of white and green . As the sun rose it changed into bubbling seas of red gold , churned off , and let the low rays stripe the dried grass on which Mowgli and Bagheera were resting . It was the end of the cold weather , the leaves and the trees looked worn and faded , and there was a dry , ticking rustle everywhere when the wind blew . A little leaf tap-tap-tapped furiously against a twig , as a single leaf caught in a current will .
It roused XXXXX , for he snuffed the morning air with a deep , hollow cough , threw himself on his back , and struck with his fore-paws at the nodding leaf above .
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