When the Jungle was young it had no leader. Until they found the Yak. Yaks live high up, really high up, so they must be god? So thought a tiger and so thinks the whole Jungle, except the bears. Damn bears.

Lucinda returns to the mountainside village where her brother Raymond nursed their dying father. The monsoon brings them a strange child, Dharla. Trapped by the downpour, they learn to live with her, and slowly understand the importance of Yaks.