they cried . `` Stay with these , '' said Mowgli to the Four . `` We shall need every tooth . Phao and Akela must make ready the battle . I go to count the dogs . '' `` It is death ! '' Won-tolla cried , half rising . `` What can such a hairless one do against the Red Dog ? Even the Striped One , remember -- '' `` Thou art indeed an Outlier , '' Mowgli called back ; `` but we will speak when the dholes are dead . Good hunting all ! '' He hurried off into the darkness , wild with excitement , hardly looking where he set foot , and the natural consequence was that he tripped full length over Kaa 's great coils where the python lay watching a deer-path near the river . `` Kssha ! '' said Kaa angrily . `` Is this jungle-work , to stamp and tramp and undo a night 's hunting -- when the game are moving so well , too ? '' `` The fault was mine , '' said Mowgli , picking himself up . `` Indeed I was seeking thee , Flathead , but each time we meet thou art longer and broader by the length of my arm . There is none like thee in the Jungle , wise , old , strong , and most beautiful Kaa . '' `` Now whither does THIS trail lead ? '' Kaa 's voice was gentler . `` Not a moon since there was a Manling with a knife threw stones at my head and called me bad little tree-cat names , because I lay asleep in the open . ''
`` Ay , and turned every driven deer to all the winds , and XXXXX was hunting , and this same Flathead was too deaf to hear his whistle , and leave the deer-roads free , '' Mowgli answered composedly , sitting down among the painted coils .
Akela Flathead Mowgli Outlier Red Striped Won-tolla deer-path dholes jungle-work