who who, who who and who

i recall the times before the rise of the personal computer, cellular, etc.

lazy days of gathering berries and stalking deer with my bow. my brothers with me, mooving silently, communicating with the mimicing of wildlife, speaking in whispers.

our precious quarry very keen on survival, however sometimes we could bag one. save us having the delights of the weakest of us being cooked and devoured by the family.