If ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the woods with your bay, Lest ye frighten the deer from the crop, and your brothers go empty away. The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, but where he has digged it too plain, The Council shall send him a message, and so he shall change it again. The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, and where he has made him his home, Not even the Head Wolf may enter, not even the Council may come. When ye fight with a Wolf of the Pack, ye must fight him alone and afar, Lest others take part in the quarrel, and the Pack be diminished by war. When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither will go from the trail, Lie down till the leaders have spoken - it may be fair words shall prevail.
And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the Boar in his lair. Keep peace withe Lords of the Jungle - the Tiger, the Panther, and Bear. The Jackal may follow the Tiger, but, Cub, when thy whiskers are grown, Remember the Wolf is a Hunter - go forth and get food of thine own. Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip drink deeply, but never too deep And remember the night is for hunting, and forget not the day is for sleep.
AAs the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back - For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack. Now this is the Law of the Jungle - as old and as true as the sky And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.
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