As the water trickled down above, my little hair slid down a bit, damp from the wash. I had been so distracted by it that I hadn't noticed the friend nearby, and was surprised to hear Mowgli's voice. Turning, I looked at him excitedly. "Hi! It was too hot, and I didn't think Pop would notice." Of course I'd heard about the condition in which Mowgli had been allowed to stay in the jungle. We were friends, but that didn't mean that I hadn't thought about gobbling him up as well.