Our new friends led us into the tall orange grasses. It was up to our noses, and the diminutive Ollwheh males were totally obscured. Standing on the tips of our toes, we saw dark shapes, very large and moving slowly in the hazy distance: the females. The males couldn’t see them at all, but due to their sensitive noses were sure of their direction.
“What happens when we get to the… herd?” I asked.
One of the males laughed, said: “We celebrate! And we climb!”
“Climb? Climb what?”
Now all the males were laughing. He answered, “The females, of course!”