Stretched on frame canvas 120 x 120 painting  

A rustling in the distance made him freeze. Jarrah crouched low, his heart hammering against his ribs. Through the tall grass, he spotted two great kangaroos, their powerful forms locked in battle. The sound of their strikes echoed through the bush, mingling with grunts of exertion and the rhythmic thump of their movements on the hard ground.

This was his chance. Jarrah crept forward, his bare feet making no sound against the earth. He steadied his grip on the spear, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. The elders had taught him patience, precision, and respect for the land. He could not rush this moment.