#mxncub

@mxncub

She'd smelled the boy before she'd seen him, the wind guiding his scent right to her nostrils in what would have been like waving a meal in front of a hungry predator, had she not loved the child. But not all animals in these lands loved the child; the nocturnal ones, for starters, seldom interacted with him directly, and so hadn't gotten to meet him much. So Bagheera tracked him, and reached him before anything else to could.

Bagheera emerged from the shadows, darkness pouring out of darkness, and the mancub ran to her, crashing into her neck and rambling on about noises. She couldn't blame him for being scared, even many adult animals feared the night, the fact he'd been brave enough to wander this far from the pack was impressive, though she wouldn't give him praise, because it was reckless. She pressed her chin against the boy's back, nuzzling him like she would a cub of her own she was attempting to comfort.

"Of course you can, Mowgli," she assured, voice much gentler than the look in her eyes as she scanned the surroundings for these animals the mancub claimed to have seen. There was a juvenile civet watching the scene, and Bagheera couldn't help but be amused. "I believe you're too big for this animal to hurt anyway, look," she told Mowgli, her voice hardened as soon as she was done addressing the boy. "Come on out where he can see you. You're scaring my mancub."

Animals, both nocturnal and diurnal, respected and —perhaps in some occasions— feared her, so the civet didn't question the truth of her word despite the smell of wold clinging to the mancub she'd claimed to be hers. Mowgli was of the wolf pack, but in a way, he's always be Bagheera's. She'd found him that very first day, and the unspoken law of the jungle was always a finders keepers. It didn't risk causing her anger, scurrying out from the shadows and to where the moonlight filtered through the trees. It was a comical animal to look at, a head smaller than the round body it was attached to, with spots all over its body but stripes on its tail; Bagheera knew it was a feline like her, but its face resembled more a Mongoose's than it resembled her own.

"Apologize for scaring him," Bagheera demanded with a scolding tone.

The civel bowed his head at Mowgli. "Apologies, mancub," he said, then scurried off to find a meal.

@mxncub  ‘ i can’t trust anyone else, but you’ll come with me, won’t you? ’ (Akela)

The head wolf tilted his head, confused, yet obligingly followed his charge away from the den. Mowgli was, by far, the most confounding of Akela’s cubs, the one most likely to question his decisions or defy his commandments. As such, he had always thought that Raksha held the bulk of the mancub’s affections,and that his own role was more confined to that of the stern, unapproachable father. Yet, even now, there seemed to be times when Mowgli chose to seek him out before anyone else.

And Akela could not deny that those occasions stirred within him a feeling not entirely dissimilar to pride. 

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He had not intended for the kid to see him like this.  He must of looked like a monster, lashing out like that on the unsuspecting group of settlers who had formed just outside of the complexity of trees. 

Shit... Just how much of that had the boy seen? Dutch is unsure but he knows that he is going to have a hard time maintaining the child’s trust after such brutality. It was not like communication between the two of them had been smooth regardless, the two of them spoke completely different tongues, and even though there was some basic understanding from just both being human beings, it was not enough for the older man to try and justify his barbaric actions. Was it necessary to kill those people? For anyone else? No. In Dutch’s perception? Yes. 

❛ I know it ain’t a pretty sight but they gave me no other choice. It was us or them. I was protecting us. ❜ It is futile to even try to explain himself to the youngest, he did not understand him anyway after all but it just seemed wrong to stand there in silence. Keeping the boy in silence. It was probably just a matter of Dutch having to lie to himself so he could prevent the guilt from devouring him alive.

“Well, this is a mess. I blame you.”

“How is this my fault?”

“I’ve told you time and again, don’t go dropping in through unregistered Gateways. You don’t know where they’ll take us.” Kai shook his head, sighing. “But hey, what’s the difference? You never listen to me anyway.” Terra only glanced at his brother, before dragging their length up a large tree, black and white banded scaly tail draping through the branches as he made himself comfortable, his brother having no choice but to join him.

“Yeah, yeah. So what. So we fell through another Gateway, and we’re somewhere we don’t know again.” He shrugged. “So sue me for wanting a little bit of adventure sometimes.”

“The last adventure you took us on, nearly got us boiled alive by giants from another world.” Terra frowned, and sighed. Okay, maybe Kai did have a good point. But he wasn’t about to admit that. It was an odd life for the both of them, but at the same time, it had never been any different. Kai attached almost at the hip to Terra’s left, and by the same notion Terra was attached in the same way to Kai’s right. Two heads, two arms each, two torsos.. But one long and slender snake body where human legs might have been. They were conjoined twins, hatched from the same egg. But then- Movement below them, and both brothers were silent, and very distracted from any previous thoughts.

“Oh, I am sure that you are,” Pocahontas laughed gently at the youth’s words of bravery. “You have the look of a warrior about you.” She paused, her gaze rising to a distant place in the sky. “When I was your age, the thunder frightened me very much, but my father taught me that there is nothing to fear in the sounds of the Earth. This Bagheera of yours sounds very wise. Is he your father?” 

// just give Tabaqui his own movie already…

『♛❞ ——   ❝ OYE , ❞         Only a moment, his men had assured him the process of locating and mending the leak in their boat would take, and only a little further along the river he had leisurely ventured in the meantime   (  ‘ Be mindful of snakes, Prince Soma ! ’  ) .   Of course, in no way able to foresee coming across what was, without a doubt,  a child’s face  peeking out from thick foliage nearby!

Small boys like this one running about the streets by their lonesome may be no uncommon sight even home in Mysore, but finding one in the desolate wilderness where no human should reside is certainly a first. Boots sink further into the unforgiving mud with every step closer, and in the child’s assumed mother tongue of Hindi he calls,       ❝ Where have you come from ?    Are you LOST ?    Little ones should not be out playing this far into the forest !! ❞

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Despite Akela, Raksha and the wolf pack being against it, Bagheera tells Mowgli things about man villages and man in general. She thinks that he deserves to know because if he's kept completely ignorant of his own species, he will be more easily manipulated by them if he's to ever encounter them. She started doing so when Mowgli started exhibiting man behavior and using "man tricks", as Akela calls them, realizing then that even if they kept Mowgli away from mankind, he was still a mancub and would behave like one.