Bison~
Lamochatee of Panther Clan
Northern Tallu
Ruadmoon, 4417
Lamochatee ventured farther north than he should have, he knew. But the mystery of places he’d never seen before piqued his curiosity. He ran alone. No panther, no wolf at his side this time.
Holahto had taught him about the tribes of the vast northern plains. Este by name, if not by custom. They sheltered in tents they dismantled and moved as they foraged. As Lamochatee ran through one of their camps, he wondered how they survived. He saw no signs of herding or farming. A few goats. Some guinea hens. The need to understand them drew him on.
Beyond their camp, a bison herd grazed on a great sea of pale grass. Meat for the tribe. Hides for their huts. A young bull sensed him and trotted off from the others. It snorted and
