Raksha , our mother , said -- '' `` So also said Akela on the night of Red Dog , '' Mowgli muttered . `` So also says Kaa , who is wiser than us all . '' `` What dost thou say , Gray Brother ? '' `` They cast thee out once , with bad talk . They cut thy mouth with stones . They sent Buldeo to slay thee . They would have thrown thee into the Red Flower . Thou , and not I , hast said that they are evil and senseless . Thou , and not I -- I follow my own people -- didst let in the Jungle upon them . Thou , and not I , didst make song against them more bitter even than our song against Red Dog . '' `` I ask thee what THOU sayest ? '' They were talking as they ran . Gray Brother cantered on a while without replying , and then he said , -- between bound and bound as it were , -- `` Man-cub -- Master of the Jungle -- Son of Raksha , Lair-brother to me -- though I forget for a little while in the spring , thy trail is my trail , thy lair is my lair , thy kill is my kill , and thy death-fight is my death-fight . I speak for the Three . But what wilt thou say to the Jungle ? '' `` That is well thought . Between the sight and the kill it is not good to wait . Go before and cry them all to the Council Rock , and I will tell them what is in my stomach . But they may not come -- in the Time of New Talk they may forget me . '' `` Hast thou , then , forgotten nothing ? ''
snapped Gray Brother over his shoulder , as he laid himself down to gallop , and XXXXX followed , thinking .
Akela Brother Buldeo Dog Lair-brother Mowgli Raksha Red Talk lair