The scene takes place in broad daylight in a very muddy and waterlogged clearing of a humid forest. In the foreground, three women stand aligned in a formation that is both aesthetic and threatening. Their silhouettes are slender, their postures upright and proud, with an air of defiance, as they embrace hunting for their own pleasure, as if the jungle itself bows to their passage. Clara (on the left) wears fitted leather pants tucked into tall, shiny red rubber boots with six-centimeter heels, despite the mud. She holds a vintage rifle, its barrel still smoking, as if she has just fired. Marguerite (in the center) wears tight jeans, and her blouse is low-cut, revealing a silver necklace that glints in the sunlight. Her tall rubber boots with six-centimeter heels emphasize her feline gait. She holds her rifle in one hand, the other resting on her hip. The smoking barrel of the weapon points skyward, as if in a gesture of victory. She stares at the camera with a defiant look. Élise (on the right) wears very tight pants and an open-collared shirt, giving her an air that is both practical and sophisticated. Her tall rubber boots with six-centimeter heels are stained with mud and blood. She holds her still-smoking rifle with both hands, its barrel pointed toward the ground, as if contemplating her next target. Around them, the jungle. Their tight, colorful outfits contrast with the harshness of the jungle, their heels sinking into the carcasses as if to mark their territory. The Ver mais