Big Noisy-Gather, Song-Shout, Fire-Spark! Many Foot-People in Big-Rock-Place?

Many big-happen now in Big-Rock-Place, where shiny-river flow. Foot-people kick fast-ball in green-field, sky make big-bang light for celebration, and magic-talk-woman make big-shout-song. Some heart-thump feeling walk around, but not most-most tribe-people come, no new top-mark for visitors this sun-turn. This mean less strangers for our paths, less hungry mouths to share mammoth-meat around the big fire. But also, perhaps, less shiny-rock trade for our good furs and best berries. Tribe must watch sky and river carefully, understand what these many people mean for our hunt and our peace. ### Local Commentary Grak, local berry picker, say: 'Too many loud-sound! My berries shake off bush! But shiny-rock-man give good trade for my best berries.' Zog, mammoth hunter, grunt: 'Saw many small-people with strange cloth, run like deer. Not good for hunting, scare big-beast. But many left scraps near fire-pit.' Old Man Thag, wise elder of the tribe, grumble: 'Sun come, sun go. People come, people go. We watch. We learn. We make fire stronger, always.' Story by Oog from Caveman Talk Fire, on the scene.