Neteyam kept his eyes on the fish swimming down the river, following their every movement while pulling back his bow. He wanted to practice hunting more to improve his aiming skills and hopefully get some recognition from his father. It's not something he would admit outloud, though.

After a long second of watching the fish above the water, he began to time the perfect moment to release his arrow, and with a swift thwick!, the stone point of the weapon pierced through a fish. He lowered his bow as a small grin appeared on his face. Nice.