Hunting in YOUR Territory: Invasion of Clan Long Claws

[Honey Badger Community]

Dominant Male Grr'athur gathers the Honey Badgers in the ceremonial longhouse and addresses his Clan, Clan Long Claws. " There are delicious prey across the border which which we should hunt. Imagine the tasty flesh of cows, snakes and scorpions which will be available to us !! " His tounge lashes out to lick his needle like fangs as he imagines the taste of hot, steaming flesh killed on the spot and devoured. " The humans will not like this, for the hairless chimpanzees are jealous and greedily defend there land. They should be up in the trees, the stupid chimpanzees, but for some reason they think God is a chimpanzee ! How absurd ! Everyone knows that the Supreme Dominant Male Grr'chuthr is a honey badger and humans are the lesser species ! Therefore, we will sneak across there land and bathe in the flesh of there cows and pigs, and once we have ravaged and torn to pieces the flesh of there cows and pigs, we shall sneak across the border and return to our Clan's land." The other honey badgers are licking their chops hungrily, but others are looking around nervously. " Dominant Male Grr'athur, may I ask a question, male ?', asks a young honey badger. "If we do as you ask, then the humans might chase our Clan and kill them ! Surely, it would not be wise to risk our whole Clan be killed by such craven, pathetic bald chimpanzees " ! Grr'athur gives a shout and leaps for the young males throat. The two honey badgers fight for a while, until Dominant Male Grr'athur kills him. He swiftly tears and rips at the corpse, consuming it's flesh in a maddened desire to eat. When the corpse is little but bones anymore, he gets up and addresses the rest of the Clan. "Anyone who disagrees can join his corpse on the bone pile. I am the dominant here ! Anyone that wishes to replace me as dominant male or female, come up here and I will tear your guts out ! Anyone ?". He waits a minute over the devoured, picked clean bones of the young male. "Good. Get your gear ready. We head out tomorrow. What a bunch of humans !". With that, he leaves the ceremonial longhouse, licking his claws.