Oh really?
I suppose you don't know that some indian tribe worshipped salmon as some kind of god of good-giving every spring. The first salmon landed was prayed over, roasted for everyone to try and then it's skeleton was returned whole to the river where they believed it would come alive again to provide food for next year.
I don't see why the natives wouldn't hunt scrabs and paramites-in case you haven't looked at the picture Nate posted with the mudokons hunting a scrab.
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