Being Jumped Into Preneanderthal Gang

At least I was clothed when I arrived I think The rest of them are not Neanderthals or pre-Neanderthals? They communicate with grunts Whistle, burps, farts. I wish I was kidding. I am serious. I motion that I would like some of their meat. One of them slams me on the ground. They take turns kicking and punching me. Am I being jumped into their gang? Or are they tenderizing me? I do not stay long to find out. I sneak out that night and survive on berries and flower buds. Until I accidentally taste the wrong mushroom.