The boys had been on the island for a while now and they needed to form a plan to ensure their survival. Ralph, along with others, wanted to build shelters. They wanted to keep warm through the cool nights, dry from the rain, and safe from the outside. Ralph was over ran by the thoughts of shelter. It was all he cared about. Ralph thought that building shelter was the only way to survive.
Jack became embroiled in the thought of killing, for survival. Day or night he hunted for pigs. He tracked them, but failed to kill any. He was losing his sense of civilization to the sport of hunting. Jack gave no regard to Ralph and his way of leading. Jack didn't care about shelter. he cared about hunting. He thought that killing was the only way they would make on the island.
Jack became embroiled in the thought of killing, for survival. Day or night he hunted for pigs. He tracked them, but failed to kill any. He was losing his sense of civilization to the sport of hunting. Jack gave no regard to Ralph and his way of leading. Jack didn't care about shelter. he cared about hunting. He thought that killing was the only way they would make on the island.
Both boys only had the island and the other boys in mind, but both became obsessed with surviving. Though they thought of two different ways to do so, they were still obsessed. The thought consumed every bit of them. Jack and Ralph had even argued about what was and was not necessary to make it on the island. Different aspects of survival tormented their minds and divided them into groups.
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