[tillacum]

Many, many eons ago, when there were only tribes, the Chief Ocra became sick. He needed rest so took refuge in a cove. The Indian Chief saw him and asked what he was doing there.
The Chief Ocra said he was sick. So after awhile the Medicine Man was called, he and the Ocra spoke together and found out the illness that struck the Ocra Chief. The Medicine Man then made a combination of herbs and sea vegetables and fed the Ocra for some days. The members of the tribe kept the Ocra comfortable by sprinkling him with water keeping his skin fresh. When the Ocra was healed, he called the Indian Chief and promised from that day forward, an Ocra would never kill a human. (In those days there were no captured Ocras for human entertainment.)

[Daffynition]

Teasing you...[I couldn't resist] Love your story BTW :)

Chief Orca

[rlmorel]

I like that...:)