Білий ікол
The Makers of Fire
ThefourIndianslaughedmoreloudly,whileeventhemanwhohadbeenbittenbegantolaugh. Theysurroundedthecubandlaughedathim,whilehewailedouthisterrorandhishurt. Inthemidstofit,heheardsomething. TheIndiansheardittoo. Butthecubknewwhatitwas,andwithalast,longwailthathadinitmoreoftriumphthangrief,heceasedhisnoiseandwaitedforthecomingofhismother, ofhisferociousandindomitablemotherwhofoughtandkilledallthingsandwasneverafraid. Shewassnarlingassheran.Shehadheardthecryofhercubandwasdashingtosavehim.
Sheboundedinamongstthem,heranxiousandmilitantmotherhoodmakingheranythingbutaprettysight. Buttothecubthespectacleofherprotectiveragewaspleasing. Heutteredagladlittlecryandboundedtomeether,whiletheman-animalswentbackhastilyseveralsteps. Theshe-wolfstoodoveragainsthercub,facingthemen,withbristlinghair,asnarlrumblingdeepinherthroat. Herfacewasdistortedandmalignantwithmenace,eventhebridgeofthenosewrinklingfromtiptoeyessoprodigiouswashersnarl.
Thenitwasthatacrywentupfromoneofthemen. "Kiche!"waswhatheuttered. Itwasanexclamationofsurprise. Thecubfelthismotherwiltingatthesound.
"Kiche!"themancriedagain,thistimewithsharpnessandauthority.
Andthenthecubsawhismother,theshe-wolf,thefearlessone,crouchingdowntillherbellytouchedtheground,whimpering,wagginghertail,makingpeacesigns. Thecubcouldnotunderstand. Hewasappalled. Theaweofmanrushedoverhimagain. Hisinstincthadbeentrue. Hismotherverifiedit. She,too,renderedsubmissiontotheman-animals.
Themanwhohadspokencameovertoher. Heputhishanduponherhead,andsheonlycrouchedcloser.