Hoshor Plains basalt

this was not his business.

he did not care to see her in pain and so he removed himself to the far side of the bison herd; there, the beasts kept an eye on him as much as he kept an eye upon the mares, and they turned a judging eye upon him or grumbled in passing.

the long-neck hides from his women! they were saying. the bulls snorted to one-another while the sows stamped and rounded together, showing a unison that maplesmoke envied.

when finally the foal dropped, the stallion drew close enough to watch it's head lift from the grass.