After studying about big game nomadic hunters during the clovis era in ancient North America, I wondered what happened if they simply couldn't catch their meal of the day. Here, I depict a small group of hunters during the ice age finding a mammoth footprint in the snow, tracking it. Upon finding the beast, they quietly get ready and throw their mighty spear..... only to miss.

 

So they decide to go out for pancakes insteead. :]