I’m in Yellowstone. I came for the rut. It’s been quite warm and that may have slowed things down a bit.
This buck was busy defending his harem. I observed him for about an hour before sunset and he was kept busy by four other bucks. He chased them all away without a fight. It’s a bit like swatting flies though.
This buck was on a course which would bring him through the harem. He watched from a few hundred yards away and finally skirted around the above buck and his harem. I’m not sure why he didn’t act like the other bucks. Maybe he’d say he’s a lover, not a fighter. But that doesn’t work. In the pronghorn world, the only lovers are the fighters.