One very warm evening in the Seeonee hills in Southern India, Father Wolf woke up from his day's rest. Next to him lay Mother Wolf, with their four cubs（幼崽）beside her.
"It's time to look for food, " said Father Wolf, and he stood up to leave the cave.
Father and Mother Wolf listened to Tiger Shere Khan in the forest not far away. Then, suddenly, they heard a noise much nearer to them.
"It's a man. A man's cub. Look!" said Father Wolf.
And there in front of them stood a baby who could just walk. He looked up at Father Wolf and laughed.
"Is that a man's cub？"asked Mother Wolf. " I have never seen one. Bring it here. "
The baby, small and with no clothes, pushed its way between the cubs to get near to Mother Wolf. "Look, " she said, "he is taking his meal with the other wolf cubs. "
Suddenly, it was dark, and Shere Khan was pushing his great head in through the mouth of the cave. Father Wolf knew that Shere Khan could not get inside the cave because he was too big.
"I am hunting a man's cub, "said Shere Khan. " "Its father and mother have run away. Give it to me! It is I, Shere Khan, who speaks!" And Shere Khan's roar filled the cave with noise.
"No!" came the angry voice of Mother Wolf. "The man's cub belongs to me! We will not kill him. He will live, to run with the other wolves, to be my son. Now go away, eater of cubs! Go!"
