Bunga me friend.

Bunga have baby.

Baby ugly. Really ugly.

Baby have face of bird. 

Me no want tell Bunga.

Bunga beautiful. Speed of cheetah and hair of wolf. 

But if Bunga beautiful, how is baby not?

Maybe baby beautiful in different way.

If not, I eat. 

Maybe, baby grow on me.

Me hungry. Me leave cave.

Me run like tiger.

Me run from tiger… tiger in me heart.

Tiger say “if you no hunt, no one like you. No mate”

Me sad, me go tell Bunga. 

Bunga tell me i silly.

Maybe i silly.

Fire good. 

Fire warm.

Fire bright.

Fire also burn Ugh’s foot last night.

Ugh hate fire.

Ugh love fire.

Ugh confuse.

Fire like ex mate.