Og is not the best hunter in the tribe. In fact, he hunts alone now because the others feel he brings them bad luck.
In truth, it does always seem as if Og manages to step on a dry twig at just the the wrong moment, or to sneeze, or to get overanxious and throw his rock too soon—way too soon.
He needs to make a kill today and bring back some meat to show the others he is a capable hunter. He sees the deer and gets ready to make his move. I kind of have the feeling something will go comically wrong here.
In 250 words or less, tell me a story incorporating the elements in the picture. The 250 word limit will be strictly enforced.
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