Hoshor Plains the long black train

Since the bison hunt by the collective moon villages, Mojag had not gone far. He had seen off his sister Ajei, visited with his mother Shikoba for a time, but inevitably found himself upon the plains; he watched another segment of the massive herd with the idle intent of hunting, but mostly to study.

He saw how the cows moved to watch him yet they showed no obvious fear. Their grunts and calls became like white noise to his ears—and while Mojag observed the way their bulls paced with one-another, he did not venture too close. Having seen what the many villages had accomplished, he knew they could be hunted and that it was a very dangerous task.

Mojag was content to study the giants as he lived upon the plains. Over time he observed the strange long-necked, more flighty creatures that he likened to deer; one such among them had given birth, but Mojag wasn't interested. He kept his space from those creatures to favor the bison.

It was during a mindless hike that Mojag took notice of another wolf upon the plains; it wasn't the first, likely wouldn't be the last to pass through. However, this particular man was marking the ground and making his presence known to the herd, almost like a challenge. Intrigued, Mojag made his way closer.

He called out, You'll need more bodies if you hope to hunt them. That was obvious to any hunter—but it served as a good ice-breaker when confronting the stranger. He looked entirely capable of doing some damage to a bull, which was a touch intimidating.