Having showed me their face, they then turn away and start to walk. If I meet them just after the monsoon, they would be in a large heard with a kid toeing his/her mother. They all seem to be on an eternal walk, like a never ending pilgrimage. The kids don’t emote, they don’t act naughty, and they don’'t play like there is no tomorrow. The never ending walk for food, water, and shelter makes them so tired that they flop down in the mud at every opportunity. Fatigue makes their small faces appear longer than natural.

In contrast, the Tibetan wild ass, the other specie found in India, is more energetic and playful, is an extrovert and will show off just because you are watching. I won’t be surprised to discover that the landscape of Ladakh influences them in more than one way.

The Indian wild ass is a sub-specie of wild ass that is endemic to the Little Rann of Kachchh in Gujarat, India. Which basically means that it is found in Gujarat and no where else in the world. This makes it rare, and therefore important.
 
Being rare and important, they might have you all excited about seeing them, but wait! Hold your horses. Be warned that they are as mute as mules. I am glad you want to meet them, but do not expect a warm welcome. They carry two cold shoulders, are extremely aloof, and won’t care two pennies about where you come from. I have tried in vain to get them to express themselves, but each time they turned towards me, I saw their cold solemn faces.