Love among the Pronostc

Though the Pronostc traveled as widely as the Dosha, they left no populations. They were as fleeting as the famous BigFoot of an earlier era, and like the BigFoot their unflagging movements were dependent on their wildness.
No surprise that the Pronostc had only the most vestigal culture - their physical remains were just not observable to anybody's archeologists or anthropologists. Way below the stone age, the Pronostc were of such eminent physicality that tools were hardly needed by them, and when they "fashioned" one, so little cultural content was left upon it that it was just a rock among rocks. Certainly there were methods of detection that could read what was there, but unless you saw the Pronostc abandon it moments before there was little hope of separating the tame from the wild, the raw from the cooked.
Like the BigFoots of yesteryear, the Pronostc were born astral travelors. Not by intention. The Pronostc were all impulse. Their consciousness censored nothing. Physically they were of infinite dimension.
It was on this stream that the Pronostc rode or drifted, floated or swam. This opened portals effortlessly and made the Pronostc that the ultimate Tourists, homeless Artists enjoying the native ways. These were often the wild zones that once had dropped the unfortunate BigFoot among humeins. (Humeins never forgave these intrusions, including ET types, Grays and others etched in their earth-locked past and once they had gained a foothold in "space", had tracked them down and exterminated them - along with any other species all - as was their habit.)
But the Pronostc had gone unnoticed because very carniverous and given to eating the witnesses very quickly and taking the remains with them to their next "campsite" always another planet.