Pronghorn evolved as creatures of vast spaces. Their white rumps, ochre fur and Harlequin-striped faces camouflage them in tawny grasslands. They bound across plains at speeds unmatched by any other North American land animal. They can spot a predator four miles away. But these adaptations have not protected them from a mysterious population crash in Trans-Pecos Texas. What’s happening to them here?
Pronghorn in Decline
