Camp Chichago

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Water: UGH!

Yomyoms: UGH!

Weapon: Bare fists

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This my Great Chief, Groak. No, no, not "Groke", "GROW-AHK". You better say he name right, or he club you in.

We give Groak half of salmon we catch. He need many fish for keep brain strong. Now Groak and he tent smell like rotting salmon, but by Great Sky Spirit, no tell him, or he get big mad.

Groak's tent bigger than everyone else's. Groak's tent have   llllllllllll guards,

Groak great man. He know where mammoth live, even when Shaman away. He know when to move camp. Unlike Hooga-Chaka, dog-face chief let Groak do bang-bang with dog-face chief's daughter. And she like it too. Bones of dog-face warrior Chedakuko's head still in sack in Groak's tent, mixed with ten-summer-old dung-dung. No touch it, or Great Sky Spirit curse you.

So me talk to Groak. But he no want speak. Groak yell "GO HUNT! GROAK STARVING!" Groak kick me out of tent. That hurt big bad.

• Me want go hunting grounds.
• Me want make Kedachuko hunt for me.
• Me want go in me tent.
• Me want talk chief again.
• Me want talk Kahunga-Chunga.
• Me want go spring.