I played this on xbox and spent way to much time on this game.
I mean raising 52 Giggas to juvenile, making sure I didn't miss a single imprint over a 24 hour period is no small feat.
Then came the time, I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.
Just a small nap I said to myself.
My tribe mates are on, I've done the hard part, they just needed to keep the troughs full.
I was a young, naive Mother.
I trusted them, but alas my tribe mates let 1/3 of them starve to death while I got some much deserved sleep.

That.... that broke me, in so meany ways.
I was their mother, I was supposed to protect them, care for them.
But my selfishness was their demise.

Perhaps they were the lucky ones, as the rest of my babies grew strong and fierce.
They became tools of chaos and destruction, feasting on the flesh of our enemies.

One by one they succumb to a brutal fate.
It was dark times, we were under siege for three days and I had new babies to feed.
As the wounded returned sacrifices had to be made.
Our resources were all but depleted so I had to choose.
Feed the young or feed the old.

10/10 would recommend.