midday
Gray Brother , canst thou cut the herd in two for me ? '' `` Not I , perhaps -- but I have brought a wise helper . '' Gray Brother trotted off and dropped into a hole . Then there lifted up a huge gray head that Mowgli knew well , and the hot air was filled with the most desolate cry of all the jungle -- the hunting-howl of a wolf at midday . `` Akela ! Akela ! '' said Mowgli , clapping his hands .