The tsabhua bull made his way over the familiar lands, a place he hadn't thought he'd ever be coming back to again. Of course, those he'd run into so far had simply smiled and given him a wave. They didn't know him enough to wonder why he was back - or really care, unless he was planning to return to the tribe. Which he wasn't. In fact, he hoped to leave with an old friend. He'd left roughly two years ago to begin his own tribe - which was technically a colony under that DPIP th...