The grasslands are not lonely, and many people travel on the grasslands as if they were an empty world, with only herders and their livestock grazing in addition to the meadows. This impression is not wrong, but it is not entirely true, the grasslands are vibrant, and the abundant water and grass are enough to support the corresponding animals. It's just that for these animals living on the grassland, the arrival of humans is often not a good thing, so they often take light and powerful steps away from the human track before people get close, leaving only a distant and vague back.

They can't be blamed for their timidity, because it's not just humans, the vast grasslands give the creatures in them plenty of space to alienate each other. And because of the flat terrain and sparse cover, animals that are taller than the grass have to rely on distance to buy themselves a chance to run for their lives. Just like the two tribes on the grassland will not camp too closely, even if the relationship between them is a brotherly alliance, there will be something to be afraid of in this world. From this point of view, the grassland is lonely, and its loneliness lies in the distance.

When it comes to distance, the residents on the grassland have their own tricks, each with their own fast methods, and each with its own characteristics. And among these guests, people tend to favor one animal, the horse. Perhaps when they think of horses, they naturally think of people riding horses, and then think of the weapons they carry, the armor they wear, and the flags they carry, and they subconsciously feel that they can only find horses from people. In fact, this is not the case, before man, the horse was here. So even though the tribes now keep a large number of horses in captivity, the most famous horses on the steppe will never be in the stables.

"Jack didn't come right, I'm afraid the smell of that guy would scare them away from ten miles away. Losa, crouching in the grass, teased her companion who remained with the lion. However, he does have a point, wolfwalkers are more wolf-oriented in terms of body odor, of course, depending on the proportion of time they spend in wolf-like and human form, but in general they are still wolf-like. And the wolf, in the steppe, represents the most intractable enemy. No animal remains indifferent to the smell of wolves or the perception of their presence.

"Be quiet, Mustang ears are very sensitive. Batu, who was a little further forward, reminded softly that in the field of vision he saw through the grass, a herd of wild horses grazing and drinking by the river not far away. The herd had been seen by accident when he was on the back of the eagle, and though they had moved some way from their previous camp to the place, nothing could be completely lost in the sunlight before the experienced shepherd and his fellow eagles.

Yes, that's how Batu said before to get a horse, instead of a long journey, a detour to a nearby tribe and then risk getting a horse from them, it's better to just tame the wild horse. It's just that it's not easy to do, taming wild horses is a hero's experience in many stories, those horses that grow in nature have better physical fitness than their domesticated counterparts, but also have more stubborn tempers, and the two powerful backs with hooves are enough to cause fatal wounds.

"We need at least two horses, three to four are better if we take into account the rush and loading supplies. This is definitely not a quantity that can be tamed at one time. Kailas was worried, saying that he was well aware of the nature of wild horses, and that if the team attacked and succeeded in a wild horse, the other horses would naturally run away, and it was impossible to chase a herd of horses running on this terrain.

"You have to try, the tribe closest to here has to walk for at least three days, and even if you find the horses when you get there, it will take you five or six days to make a detour. Besides, it's not completely impossible. Batuu's voice was steady, and although there was a hint of tension in it, it was generally steady. This made Cheese and Lothar look at each other, it seemed that what had happened before had changed something inside the boy, or rather, it was time to call him a man, after all, there was no bar mitzvah more impactful than what Batu had experienced, wasn't it?

"Two methods, either we can go on at the same time, and a few horses can be counted. Or, we'll just get one horse. The one here naturally refers to the leader of the herd, the only adult male in the small group. You don't have to tell very seriously, among the dozen or so horses, the one with the strongest muscles and the most beautiful coat color is the core of the herd.

"Is there anything you can do? like talking to the animals and so on, just let them give us a ride. Lothar asked the mage about the idea that the shaman had the ability to communicate with animals to a certain extent, through the gods corresponding to his species, and then the gods to communicate with people and animals. However, similar spells actually appear in many spellcasting schools, mainly in various legends and stories, so the count has the idea that maybe Cheese has similar abilities.

The mage hesitated. To be honest, although he can't be as shamanic, simply communicating with animals, especially those with a certain group structure, is not beyond his ability. The problem is that Cheese knows that such a spell has a chance of success, and if he has a problem casting a spell or makes a wrong choice in communicating with the mustangs, it will lead to the same result as alarming the horses. This kind of concern is not something that can be dispelled only after trying it, magic needs to be more cautious to make sense.

Seeing the appearance of the gray robe, the others also understood that they could not count on the power of spells. But it just so happened that Batu didn't think things would go so smoothly when he first proposed to come to the herd. He stared at the horses, then at the sun in the sky, "Let's step back a little distance, light a fire and set up camp, and then think about doing it tomorrow." ”

"Now?" Atta asked, a little confused, as the sun had only just risen in the sky, and they had an afternoon to track and find the right moment, and even if they were cautious, they shouldn't be so cautious.

In this regard, Batu naturally had his own plans, he shook his fingers, and felt the beads of sweat oozing slightly from his palm, "Well, there is no hurry at this time." I thought of a tool that would help us improve our odds of success, but it would take time to make, so I thought, we can wait. He looked at Cheese, who was the real leader of the team, and if the mage was in a hurry, he would have to try it even if he was in a hurry.

"I agree with Batu. As long as we can get the horses, this afternoon is nothing, and we can wait. ”