Deep in the jungles of India, the morning glow of the sunrise peeked through the canopy and rested on the sleeping faces of every last jungle creature, waking them gradually to the mysteries and journeys of a new day. With it would come exploring, scavenging, and hunting for prey.
One creature was already awake, however, and he liked to play with his food.
A half mile away, that same sunrise peeked through the grass roofs of the man-village's huts, waking each and every last person just as gradually. With their new day would come hunting, building, and exploring.
One man-cub was already out looking in the jungle, however, and he was lookin