BECOMING AN ANCESTOR

The Piluscastaneum

It was an animal similar to rhinoceroses, the size of a hippopotamus, with large ears and a tail displaying different colors (only in males). They were docile as long as they were not threatened, with small brown hairs covering their entire body.

"That's all the information I had."

"Let's spend a few days here, try to catch some fish to feed the group."

"Yes, sir."

"Come on, grab the spears."

Despite this being the largest river we found, it wasn't the first. We encountered several rivers and lakes, so I taught them how to fish to secure food, something that some primates learned on their own over time.

"Chief, will the artists do something today?"

"Uhmm, have the artists draw the large animals."

I refer to them as large animals.

"Yes, sir."

During the journey, I also developed ways for them to portray what we encountered as we traveled. We have records of the entire journey, from the first camp to the animals and places we passed.

Now, the only way to try to domesticate these animals will be through peaceful means. Unlike the gnus, I cannot try to domesticate these animals through violence. Not only do I dislike this method, but it's also impossible to fight against this herd, considering they are peaceful. Perhaps I can form some kind of work agreement.

After spending a few more days in the same location, which was normal for the group, as we always stopped whenever we reached a location with abundant resources to restock before starting our journey again.

But this time was different.

Even after stocking up on supplies that would last for weeks, this time we stayed in the same place.

The reason for this was clear: I was trying to tame the Piluscastaneum.

During the days we were stationary, I attempted to tame the Pilus.

I discovered that despite being calm, they disliked certain things. First, touching their tails. Although they didn't try to harm me, they emitted a cry indicating their displeasure.

Second, touching their ears. They found it uncomfortable, though not as much as the tail.

After discovering these two things, I noted them in my mind. Following several attempts, I devised a training method for them.

I would offer food whenever they did something I asked, similar to when the gnus learned to listen to me.

After many attempts, I finally succeeded in making them do something I commanded. It wasn't perfect, but over the years, they would develop a form of instinctive domestication.

Just like cattle, they would simply obey commands.

It might take a few generations, but after that, we could consider these animals domesticated.

I hope the gnus are the same. During the journey, we captured some gnus for food and domestication. Unlike the originals, I didn't use violent methods, only allowing them to see how other gnus were treated, and some began to change.

So I hope they become calmer and can be domesticated.

It would be amusing if, in the future, pasture animals were not cattle but Pilus, and the means of transportation were not horses but gnus.