The Hunt for the Legendary Bear

"Did I ever tell you about the time Andro and I were ambushed by a group of Apache Indians? Them Apache were the fiercest fighters I've ever encountered!"Kelvin Wennington shook his head, as the old hunter ranted about his Indian encounter. "No, you haven't told me about that encounter." Kelvin said. He was lying. Of course, the old hunter had told him about the Indian encounter. He had told Kelvin about it many times over, ranting about the same Indian encounter over and over again.
It had become something of a ritual for them, for the old hunter to rant like this every time they were on the hunt for some animal. The old hunter would rant about the same encounter over and over again. The details were always the same, but the Indian tribe was always different. The last time they had hunted together, it was the Blackfoot, and after that it was the Cheyenne. Now, it was the Apache.
Kelvin was sure that the next time they went hunting it would be another tribe, but the story was always the same.