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It was always so hot in the jungle, sometimes Tarzan was thankful to be the 'hairless wonder' of the pack. When he was younger, the teasing used to really bother him. It bothered him so much that he used to cover himself in mud, until his mother, Kala, showed him alike they are. He had two eyes, two hands, a nose, a mouth and a heart, just like her. They were any different. Kerchak just couldn't see that. Kerchak never like Tarzan, and Tarzan tried his hardest to be the best ape he could. Currently swinging through the jungle,nite was planning on scaring Terk as always. Terk to him was the perfect big sister. She was a tomboy, and always ready for some fun, even if she was protective at points. He discreetly dropped behind the female gorilla, smirking. And swiftly did he put her in a headlock, "Gotcha!" He laughed,building her with her strong arms.