Moonstone Quarry like a stone

"sort of." arcturus did not know the true clade in which pronghorn belonged, but he had no other way to explain them. "maybe like a mix between mountain sheep and deer. they move differently than both, but taste and behave much the same."

in the end, still prey.

"it is good they are back. they were gone for quite a while." he wondered if they had roamed south, along the flatter prairies where life was less likely to be upheaved by earthquake.