Disclaimer: I do not own any Ice age characters
The cold time had been long and hard. The warmer weather had begun to melt the snow and ice. The cavemen were anxious to go out hunting and get some fresh food. Every hunter had enough gear for several weeks of travel.
The leader was not particularly handsome but he was smart for a caveman. He had been raised by his father. His mother had been dead as far back as he could remember. He became leader as his father before him.
As the hunting party moved slowly toward where he waited thoughts from when he was a baby resurfaced again. Strange companions, a mammoth, sloth, and a tiger, taking care of him and bringing him back to his dad. He could only remember bits and pieces, but he did remember feeling safe. He shook his head to concentrate on the task at hand. He grunted to his fellow hunters and they moved out together into the snowy tundra.
There were tracks everywhere. He studied tracks that seemed promising. A herd had moved past here not too long ago and would do well to feed the tribe.
Another set of tracks caught his attention and set off the memories again. A pair of tracks clearly belonging to a mammoth, tiger, and sloth lay a little further away.
His companions grunted at him and looked at him if he had lost his mind. He decided that it must be a coincidence, and started tracking the tracks of the other herd.
This is my first attempt at fanfiction. Sorry if it is rough. PLEASE give me a review so I improve. This story has been floating around in my head for some time. I hope you liked it. Let me know what you think.