The Attack

I awoke to the smell of fresh mammoth over the smokey fire. The women were in the weaving hut weaving baskets for soup. As I slowly wake, the mist dampens my face as I open the hut. I slowly poke my head out to see how cold it is out side and to my surprise theMog Likosar's coming for our chief.
They were racing by foot to our village. I tried to warn the others ,but they wouldn't believe me since I was the youngest in the tribe. I quickly ran to the hills. since no one would believe me. The tribe burned down in huge flames, the screams of helpless women and children filled the air.
Then they came for me!.....