So far it's a reddish brown color and is looking pretty good. It’s not as neat as I thought it would be but you can still tell it a horse. The reason I'm drawing this is because horses are special to me I have always loved them and I can tell that if we had better weapons we would be able to have horses. So i'm hoping this will give us good luck!!

I have mixed all the colors, and now I am ready to start painting. After a while, I have finished the main body and I have to admit, it is looking pretty good! I even got the correct shape on the body, which I was kind of worrying about. After another while, I finish the final part, the head, which is surprisingly smaller than the body, but it looks equivalent in size. I ran off after finishing, to go tell my other friends about what I drew. They think it is awesome, and that it will bring good luck to come!

I got my paints and started painting. I had to mix some colors to get the perfect color. I started with the head because it’s a great way to start off a bull. After about ten minutes of mixing colors and painting, I was done. I had to add some extra detail so I did. This took me about 15 minutes in all and it was perfect.

I could see it. Movement. Something dashing through the grass. I called to the ten other cavemates who were hunting with me. All of us made up eleven people altogether. All of us were holding spears, except me. I was holding a rectangular stone, to whack the animal’s head. The leader of the hunting party yelled, which was to signal that we should attack. Ten of us dashed toward the stag, while the one holding the stone hid behind the grass. (That was me.) I waited as I heard screams and thrashing on the other side of the grass. The leader called again, which was my signal. I sprinted towards the stag with my rock, yelling as I ran. Sadly, the stag still had enough energy and went on its hind legs. It was so tall that we all ran away. That night, we decided to eat something else.

The end!

“There is something alive out there,” I told them. 

They got up quickly because we hadn't eaten in 2 days. They grabbed their spears and I grabbed mine. We caught eyes on a brown horse with a black maine. My brother threw something at it to slow it down. It fell to the ground with a “THUMP” then we waited as the other horses ran by. 

“Attack!” I roared, as we ran after the horse. I wounded it again so it couldn’t move. Then that night are stomachs were full. 

“Tomorrow I am going to make some tools out of those bones,” I said to myself.

“Grrrr” went my stomach as I drifted asleep.      

I woke up, but I had different idea. I wanted to draw something so I took the dried out blood got it wet and started to draw on the inside of our cave. I wanted to draw what I had saw last night to remember what the animal looked like so we could track it down. I finished it the drawing I was proud of myself but I was still tired so I went back to sleep to restore my energy. 

We were all hungry. We hadn’t eaten for days. It was winter, the coldest, most horrible season of the year. We sent four groups hunting out but only two groups came back. Our leader has given up. That's when I decided to go outside and try to find a rabbit. Then I heard weird sounds coming from the valley nearby. So as dumb as I am I went by my self. I saw a huge group of bison and ran back to the cave. Everyone jumped up when I told them the news. Me and a whole group of tribe members grabbed our spears and headed out. We had gotten to the top of the valley where we could see and hear the bison beneath us. We pushed two rocks down and made the kill. We were no longer going to be hungry. Then we saw something amazing. The two groups that went missing! We went home and shared the kill. While everyone else was eating. I made a drawing on the wall of the bison. I was proud that day and on one was left hungry.