said the White Cobra , without answering the greeting . `` What of the great , the walled city -- the city of a hundred elephants and twenty thousand horses , and cattle past counting -- the city of the King of Twenty Kings ? I grow deaf here , and it is long since I heard their war-gongs . '' `` The Jungle is above our heads , '' said Mowgli . `` I know only Hathi and his sons among elephants . Bagheera has slain all the horses in one village , and -- what is a King ? '' `` I told thee , '' said Kaa softly to the Cobra , -- `` I told thee , four moons ago , that thy city was not . '' `` 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 know not his talk . '' `` Nor I . He is very old . Father of Cobras , there is only the Jungle here , as it has been since the beginning . '' `` Then who is HE , '' said the White Cobra , `` sitting down before me , unafraid , knowing not the name of the King , talking our talk through a man 's lips ? Who is he with the knife and the snake 's tongue ? '' `` Mowgli they call me , '' was the answer . `` I am of the Jungle .
The wolves are my people , and XXXXX here is my brother .
Hathi Jungle Kaa King Mowgli Rawal Salomdhi Viyeja Yegasuri war-gongs