I can't believe I could not act in time to get that boar. His tusk actually cut me. That would be fun if someone pretended to be a pig, like a real hunt, and we all pretended to kill him.
Why wouldn't I hate Ralph? I am the true leader. And he gets scared too easily. Why not go up the mountain now? well it is pretty dark.
I should be chief and I bet everyone else thinks that. Oh... No one else does.
Forget it, I'm off on my own.
Some came back to me. Guess they know they are better off with me.
We killed the mother pig and we'll leave her head for the beast. Hopefully he'll let us be.
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